"Alright, Sisi, it's time to go back to class."
Nan Rong, with his stunningly beautiful face, pursed his thin lips and spoke in a soft, melodious voice. His long, slender fingers gently stroked the top of the little girl's soft hair.
"Ah, it's time for another lecture..."
Helian Si's elation instantly plummeted; his pink, pointed ears drooped, and the whole doll looked listless.
Despite his reluctance, Helian Si stretched out his little hand and placed it on Nan Rong Jinghua's outstretched palm, behaving like an obedient little boy.
Nan Rongjinghua's thin lips curved slightly, and his gaze beneath the long silk robe was gentle and tender.
Ah Sheng.
Helian You put down his teacup, got off the bench, and rolled his dark, bright eyes at Nanrong Jinghua with displeasure.
She walked closely to Helian Si's side, reached out and took Helian Si's other small hand, holding it gently but firmly.
He mentally wrote this down: "Master, you are plotting something sinister. You'er must protect your little princess."
Nan Rong Jinghua pursed her thin lips, sighed softly, and a hint of helplessness flashed across her face.
Helian Mou Sisi was completely unaware of the undercurrents between the Master and his Third Brother, so engrossed in his own five-year-old self...
She was already at the peak of her life, with an adorable third brother on her left and a divinely handsome man on her right, her little face beaming with smiles.
Nodding to himself, he thought, "Not bad, not bad at all. Sisi is really amazing! She's only five years old, and she's already surrounded by handsome boys!"
When I'm six or seven years old... well, anyway, three thousand handsome men of all kinds are already waiting for me to wreak havoc in the distance.
Helian Mousisi believed: As long as the net is cast well, handsome men will have no chance to escape!
When the group of one adult and two children returned to the lecture hall, it was in a chaotic state.
A group of little radish-like figures were gathered together, making a noisy argument about something. Among them sat...
The little girl, surrounded by everyone's adulation, was none other than Fang Yan. The little rascals saw them return.
The chattering stopped abruptly, and all the little radishes turned to look at the one adult and two children.
The expressions on the little radish faces were a mixture of righteous indignation and... hostility.
Nan Rongjinghua's brows furrowed slightly as her gaze fell upon the cluster of little radishes. Her expression was neither gentle nor cold.
With just a cold glance, those indignant young men all lowered their heads, looking at each other, none daring to utter a sound.
Fang Yan, who was being fawned over by the little ones, had been beaming with pride, her delicate face now contorted with rage.
We agreed to hate and bully those two nasty kids together, but now that the teacher is here, none of us dare to say a word. So useless!
The coldness in Nan Rong's eyes faded beneath her long, flowing silk robes, and her gentle, melodious voice slowly filled the lecture hall.
"Go back to your seats, the lesson is about to begin."
"Yes, Master."
The little radishes wouldn't dare to have any opinions; at least, with the teacher around, they wouldn't dare.
Nan Rongjinghua glanced sideways, his gaze softening as he looked at the little girl. His thin lips moved, but before he could speak, he was met with a glare from Helian You.
Nan Rong Jinghua: "..."
Six-year-old Helian You, with his tiny hands holding Helian Si's hand, walked slowly and calmly back to their seats.
While Sisi was still immersed in the blissful pink bubble of the handsome man, Helian Si was obedient and followed his third brother's footsteps.
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