Song Xingyao was startled by her own thought almost simultaneously. Did she really want to become the mistress of this place?
She stammered, "Ah, um..."
Then, ignoring the man who was still busy, she retreated to the living room.
I took the materials from the afternoon lecture back to my room, changed into comfortable loungewear, and then came downstairs again.
But I still couldn't resist wanting to see what that man was doing in the kitchen.
His movements were so fluid and natural that Song Xingyao couldn't help but shift her gaze back and forth, following his every move.
A sour feeling involuntarily popped into my head again. He must really love that woman, right? A CEO, even learning to cook.
Thinking of this, he hummed twice and sat back down on the sofa.
Fu Siming, who had been busy for most of the day, was completely unaware of the chaotic thoughts running through Song Xingyao's mind.
I just noticed that she hasn't had a very good appetite these past two days. With the project progressing so tiring, how can she not eat?
Suddenly remembering that she loved Pinglan's braised pork, I decided to cook her dinner myself.
When the food was served, Song Xingyao remained seated on the sofa without moving.
But his eyes kept glancing towards the restaurant.
Distracted, she finally turned off the TV and comforted herself, "I can't stand anything but delicious food!"
Fu Siming had changed his clothes into a matching set of loungewear from the same collection.
Although she knew he looked like a great cook, she was still amazed by the delicious-looking and fragrant food on the table.
I can cook, but only some basic home-style dishes...
Fu Siming thoughtfully handed her chopsticks, interrupting Song Xingyao who was busy with her surprise.
"Eat up, have a taste. You haven't had much of an appetite these past few days."
Taking the chopsticks he handed her, Song Xingyao picked up a piece of braised pork with broth and stared at him with wide eyes.
The deliciousness was impossible to hide; it practically leaped from their eyes.
Well, I really can't lie and say it tastes bad.
Her reaction was the greatest recognition she could give Fu Siming, and the two of them finished the meal in a rare harmonious way.
During the meal, Fu Siming casually asked about the project, just like an ordinary couple chatting at the dinner table.
For a second, Song Xingyao thought: Maybe I shouldn't care so much.
Lost in her own thoughts, she was completely oblivious to the strange look on the man's face beside her.
The next morning, the Education Bureau specially sent a car to pick up Song Xingyao from the hospital and take her to Jiangcheng Kindergarten.
Although I had heard about it before, seeing this panoramic view still felt exaggerated.
Upon arriving at the classroom, the two teachers in charge of the class introduced Song Xingyao to everyone, while professional filming equipment had already been set up at the back door.
Song Xingyao was originally gentle and kind-hearted, and quickly became friends with the children.
Seeing this, the two teachers left the classroom.
Song Xingyao's prepared contingency plans were hardly used. She wasn't a professional early childhood educator, so even in her own field of expertise, she worried that she wouldn't be able to communicate with them effectively.
In reality, things went much more smoothly than expected.
All the children behaved obediently, which surprised even the principal and teachers who were standing behind as observers.
The public service announcement class ended with her saying, "get out of class dismissed."
A group of children swarmed around Song Xingyao's feet, vying to give her candy and flowers.
Fu Xunzhi felt both jealous and awkward seeing so many people surrounding his mother.
Even the kindergarten principal, who was standing in the back row, couldn't help but praise: "Dr. Song is really amazing. She is so popular with the children. No wonder she is an expert in child psychology."
He put his hand into his bag and touched a transparent spherical landscape. Inside was a miniature plant specimen that Jiang Man had made herself when she took him to the botanical garden last time.
The little hand eventually reached out from the bag, staring in the direction where a group of people were gathered.
The noise around Song Xingyao was almost unbearable. After taking a chocolate from a little boy, she stood up and stretched her body a bit.
My eyes met those expectant yet awkward eyes in the corner. What a beautiful child.
His professional instincts told him that this child was different. After comforting the child, he walked over and squatted down next to Fu Xunzhi.
Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the little face, which had been drooping just moments before, was now beaming with a bright smile.
Song Xingyao took out a candy from her pocket, which she had originally prepared to stabilize the classroom situation, but she didn't need it at all.
I slipped one into his palm.
In a soft, gentle voice, "What's your name?"
"Search for it..."
"Okay, Xunzhi, you can play with your friends sometimes! Here's a candy for you, you can use it to make friends."
After saying that, Song Xingyao gently stroked the top of his soft head.
Fu Xunzhi nodded emphatically, "I understand."
A group of children behind her showed envious expressions. Song Xingyao's action instantly made Fu Xunzhi, who had been ignored by everyone, the center of attention.
Seeing the boy awkwardly dealing with the sudden enthusiasm, Song Xingyao quietly withdrew.
Sun Tong was somewhat annoyed to see that Fu Xunzhi had once again drawn all eyes to him.
Just moments ago, everyone was talking to the teacher because he accepted their chocolates, but now, because of that one piece of candy, they've all gathered around Fu Xunzhi!
What a show-off!
Song Xingyao went outside, where the headmaster was already waiting for her.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Director."
"No rush. I've heard that Dr. Song is an international expert in child psychology, but I didn't expect him to be so young and accomplished."
"You flatter me. I should thank the principal for giving me this opportunity."
After some pleasantries, the kindergarten director couldn't help but say, "Actually, the Municipal Education Bureau had its reasons for giving us this opportunity. After all, the parents of these children are all elites from the upper echelons of Jiangcheng. Don't underestimate them just because they're young; they're actually quite shrewd and not easy to manage!"
Song Xingyao smiled and politely replied, "Even so, they are still children."
As the two were talking, a young teacher rushed over from behind.
"Something terrible has happened, Principal! Xunzhi and Sun Tong are fighting!"
"Huh?!" The headmaster was shocked, and Song Xingyao also became nervous.
Upon closer inspection, wasn't it the child he had just given a candy to?
That child looks so small and thin, I hope he won't suffer any losses!
A sudden tightness in my chest.
The three of them ran back towards the classroom they had just left.
A burst of crying came from inside the room. The cameraman pulled several children away, and several teachers hurriedly tried to comfort the crying children.
Complete chaos.
Under the scattered table, Fu Xunzhi was pulled into the arms of the cameraman, while a female teacher helped Sun Tong up from the ground and was checking her injuries.
"Good heavens!" the kindergarten director exclaimed in shock when he saw the varying degrees of injuries on both of their faces.
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