In the end, Grandma Zhuo agreed to send Zhuo Zhiyuan back to the old house to study.
After all, the kindergarten next to the old house is one of the top kindergartens in Xingcheng City. Its educational quality and school environment are far superior to those of the kindergarten in Xingfu Community.
The chubby boy, throwing a tantrum, couldn't outmaneuver the hard-hearted old lady and was eventually dragged back to the old house by Zhuo He.
On the first day of kindergarten, Zhuo He canceled a meeting with senior management at his company and personally took the chubby boy to school.
The chubby boy cried and screamed in the car the whole way, but Zhuo He remained unmoved.
"Don't you want to go to school?"
"Mmm-h ...
Dad is so mean; the teacher made him not do things he didn't want to do.
"But there are lots of snacks at school, and your favorite toys too."
"Wow—I don't want it, I have some at home."
The chubby boy isn't easy to fool.
I have everything at home, why would I come here?
"Really? I threw them all away after you went to sleep yesterday."
The chubby boy was stunned, forgetting his fake crying, and looked at his father in disbelief.
"Fine, I'll throw it away. I have money, I'll buy my own!"
The chubby boy is very tough. He's rich, and not only rich, he has a lot of savings.
Back in Xingfu Community, we often went to the store in groups with our friends to buy snacks and toys.
Zhuo He laughed and uttered two words: "Confiscate."
"Wow--"
Now, the chubby boy's fake crying turned into real crying.
After handing the chubby boy over to the teacher, Zhuo He left immediately.
This chubby kid's personality is too naughty; he needs to start experiencing the harsh realities of society from kindergarten.
So, the chubby boy, feeling wronged, was brought to the classroom by the teacher.
That day after school, Zhuo He came to pick up the chubby boy on time.
There was no other reason than that the father was a little worried about his son's condition on his first day of school. His wife had passed away early, and no matter how bad the little fat boy was, he had to make do with him. After all, he was his only son, and he could never have another backup plan in this lifetime.
To Zhuo He's surprise, he thought the little fat boy would have a hard time adjusting on the first day and would cry all day at kindergarten. But instead, Zhuo He looked at the two standing side by side.
Silence fell.
Zhuo He recognized the child from the Ji family at a glance.
Well, the mother is a cold block of ice, and the son is just like that; he's so young yet he could freeze someone to death.
Of course, Zhuo Zhiyuan was an exception; he didn't feel the cold aura emanating from Ji Siyuan at all.
At this moment, Zhuo Zhiyuan was staring at Ji Siyuan with a silly grin on his face, thinking he was secretly reaching out his chubby little hand to grab Ji Siyuan.
"Slap—" Ji Siyuan slapped it away without any mercy.
The chubby boy didn't care at all, chuckled, and continued to grab the other person's hand.
It was slapped away again with a "smack".
Zhuo Zhiyuan laughed even louder.
They treated this like a game, constantly trying to grab the other person's hand.
Zhuo He was speechless after witnessing this scene.
There's no good gene in our family, is this chubby kid genetically mutated?
The teacher explained to Zhuo He with an embarrassed expression, "Mr. Zhuo, after you left this morning, Zhuo Zhiyuan kept crying. The other teachers and I couldn't comfort him no matter what we did. Later, when the class was playing a group game, Zhuo Zhiyuan saw Ji Siyuan and stopped crying. The two of them stayed together all day."
Zhuo He nodded, realizing that his own brat had been bothering the other person all day.
Zhuo He walked up to Zhuo Zhiyuan, but the little fat boy was focused on playing games with Ji Siyuan and didn't even glance at Zhuo He.
While playing around, he stared intently at Ji Siyuan's face without blinking.
It's simply unbearable to look at.
"Little Fatty, let's go home."
Zhuo He called to his stinky son.
"Dad, I want to take him home with me."
Zhuo Zhiyuan pointed to Ji Siyuan beside him.
"don't want."
Ji Siyuan refused without hesitation.
He was getting so annoyed by this chubby kid, who was always hanging around him all day.
Zhuo Zhiyuan was unhappy. He pouted and tried to open his mouth to cry, but Zhuo He covered his mouth in time.
He reached out and scooped up the chubby boy.
"I'm leaving, I'm going back, I'll come again tomorrow."
"Waaaaah—"
The chubby boy was directly suppressed by force.
Little Ji Siyuan stared blankly at the tall figure walking away.
He remained there until the nanny came to pick him up.
Even when Zhuo He was holding him, Zhuo Zhiyuan didn't stop, flailing his limbs and trying to break free from Zhuo He's iron grip.
"Waaaah—Let me go, I want to go back."
Zhuo He's face turned completely black.
That brat!
He was the one who didn't want to come in the morning, and he was the one who didn't want to leave in the afternoon.
Why are you going back?
Zhuo He asked patiently.
"Go back and play with him."
"They need to go home too!"
“Take him back to our home.”
"It's getting dark, so go home obediently today. You'll see me when you come to school tomorrow!"
"oh!"
After much persuasion, they managed to appease the person.
With Ji Siyuan around, Zhuo Zhiyuan is much more enthusiastic about going to school every day.
Every time Zhuo He went to pick up Zhuo Zhiyuan, he could see him fluttering around Ji Siyuan like a butterfly.
Not only that, Zhuo Zhiyuan also came up with all sorts of ideas to get Ji Siyuan to go home with him.
Seeing this scene, Zhuo He felt heartbroken once again.
Neither he nor Chu Yu are people who are obsessed with looks.
How did it get to the chubby boy? Oh well, I can't bear to look.
The chubby boy's persistent approach was quite effective; after more than half a semester, he had become friends with Ji Siyuan.
He clung to Ji Siyuan every day, and Ji Siyuan no longer rejected him as he had at the beginning.
"When I grow up, I will come and marry you, so we can be together forever!"
Zhuo Zhiyuan leaned over Ji Siyuan's desk, watching Ji Siyuan practice calligraphy while chuckling to himself.
"Men can only marry women. We are both men, so you can't marry me."
Ji Siyuan put down his pen and earnestly explained to Zhuo Zhiyuan.
Zhuo Zhiyuan blinked: "Why? You're prettier than Qingqing. You're the most beautiful princess, and I'm the prince. Isn't a prince supposed to marry a princess?"
Qingqing is the little girl in Xingfu Community who often plays the role of a princess. She is the most delicate and adorable little girl in the community.
But this refinement was insignificant compared to Ji Siyuan's.
Zhuo Zhiyuan thought Ji Siyuan was the most beautiful person he had ever seen; wasn't she just like a little princess?
He's a prince, he's bound to marry a princess.
Ji Siyuan rolled her eyes at Zhuo Zhiyuan, buried herself in practicing calligraphy, and ignored him.
Ji Siyuan's rejection left Zhuo Zhiyuan sullen all day.
When I got home at night, I didn't even enjoy my meal.
Zhuo He glanced at his son counting the grains of rice.
"If you don't eat properly, all your snacks will be taken away tomorrow."
"Dad, I want to marry Ji Siyuan, why doesn't he agree? Just because we're both men, does that mean I can't marry him?"
Zhuo Zhiyuan's words were astonishing, and Zhuo He almost spat out the food he had just eaten.
That brat is pretty tough. Is he trying to kidnap someone because he can't beat them?
Well, he doesn't mind. Ji Siyuan's brain is much more useful than that brat's.
But Gu Sirou would mind.
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