Ke Muning laughed, "You only need to ride in one car. The ones behind... that's called an entourage, understand?"
The convoy proceeded like a scene from a movie where a big shot makes an entrance, driving all the way to the elementary school entrance.
Ke Muning wasn't afraid of the Ghost family knowing the person was with him.
He was afraid of the Ghost family not knowing the person was with him.
So he deliberately put on a grand show, instantly attracting quite a few gazes.
Elementary school students love to watch spectacles the most, and they all stopped in their tracks, curiously turning their heads to look.
At this moment, the car door opened, and Ke Muning, carrying a schoolbag, walked out with someone.
After just a few steps, a little carrot-top approached and shouted, "Li Xiaoya!"
Oh, in Ke Muning's eyes, Li Xiaoya was what he called a little friend.
Other kids who didn't quite meet his standards were called little carrots.
"Zhou Xiaoshu," Li Xiaoya stopped and called out the other's name.
There were also students from other classes who had now stopped and were curiously examining Li Xiaoya and the tall foreign man behind her who looked like a tower.
"Is he your new bodyguard?" Zhou Xiaoshu asked, then added, "You left so quickly that day, my mom and I wanted to invite you for dinner, but we couldn't catch up."
Ke Muning turned to the translator and asked, "What did she say?"
The translator awkwardly translated.
Ke Muning immediately bent down, his face, which usually appeared unapproachable, instantly intimidating Zhou Xiaoshu and the other little ones behind her.
Ke Muning said in broken Hua Country language, "I am, her father."
Li Xiaoya turned her head with a frown and said quietly, "You're not."
Ke Muning spread his hands and said in English, "I only learned two words. Father and mother. Should I say I'm your mother instead?"
Li Xiaoya couldn't argue with that.
But she said, "My father isn't a good person."
Ke Muning said cheerfully, "I'm worse than him, so I replaced him."
Li Xiaoya: "..."
Ke Muning "reluctantly" escorted Li Xiaoya all the way into the classroom before leaving.
He introduced himself as Li Xiaoya's father to anyone who asked.
After he had gone far enough, An Ying looked at Li Xiaoya enviously and said, "Your stepfather is very good to you."
"Stepfather?" Someone poked their head over.
Zhou Xiaoshu wrinkled her nose, "Silly, it's obvious he's a stepfather. He has green eyes and golden hair, how could he have given birth to someone like Li Xiaoya?"
Li Xiaoya listened to their discussion in a daze. She lay on her desk, and for the first time, her face showed a hint of the melancholy typical of her age.
But soon she thought firmly.
What she had now was enough, more than enough. She didn't need a father anymore.
"Li Xiaoya's father definitely doesn't need to work," a child suddenly said.
Zhou Xiaoshu frowned and asked, "Why?"
"My dad never sends me to school. He says he's making money, and can earn a lot in just one minute," that child said proudly.
"I just wish my dad could send me to school," another child said enviously.
"I want more money!"
"I'd rather have a dad. Even if dad earns a million, he won't give me a million."
"So you're a fool. When you grow up, you can have your dad's million."
As they talked, the children actually started arguing.
Zhou Xiaoshu felt it was too noisy and angrily said, "That's because your families aren't good enough! Li Xiaoya can have both, money and a dad who sends her to school!"
At this, they all looked at Li Xiaoya again.
Li Xiaoya stood up her book, hiding her face in one swift motion.
Soon it was time for school to end. Li Xiaoya, taking advantage of Ke Muning's absence, secretly called her uncle.
But the call wasn't answered.
Li Xiaoya felt a bit disappointed.
Uncle usually picked up very quickly...
On the other side, in the courtyard.
Wei Xuanming called his two sons over for dinner.
As soon as Wei Wenjuan entered, he said, "Little Duck isn't here, why did you call us over?"
He had just finished speaking when his voice stopped abruptly.
Because there were guests here again.
It was Old Mrs. Feng and her granddaughter Miss Xing from last time.
When Little Duck was around, their hearts were completely tied up with her. Now it was a good opportunity.
Wei Xuanming said, "Sit down. After dinner, Wenqing can show Miss Xing around."
If during the last meal Wei Wenjuan hadn't understood the implications, this time he'd have to be a fool not to get it.
Wei Wenjuan's face darkened, but compared to the past, he had indeed improved a lot. At least he didn't overturn his father's plans on the spot.
At this moment, Miss Xing Siyun suddenly said, "Mr. Wei, the second son, you once studied in Berlin? I lived there for a year or two as well."
Wei Xuanming was a bit surprised to hear this.
Although Wenqing was mute, he appeared to be a generally healthy person. He hadn't expected this Miss Xing to seem interested in his second son.
While they were having dinner on one side.
On the other side, Ke Muning was waiting early at the school gate.
He figured Li Xiaoya might try to go home, so he specifically came early to intercept her here.
He saw Li Xiaoya coming out with her schoolbag from afar.
"Surprised?" Ke Muning stepped forward and asked.
Li Xiaoya nodded listlessly, "Surprised."
At this moment, the elementary school students following behind her poured out.
One by one, they stared with innocent big eyes and eagerly asked in English, "Can we go play at Li Xiaoya's house?"
They didn't believe that Li Xiaoya's family gave her hundreds of thousands to spend freely.
They also didn't believe that Li Xiaoya's father was very rich and still came to pick her up from school.
So they cleverly thought of a solution!
If they went to play at Li Xiaoya's house, wouldn't they know the truth?
"Uncle, uncle! Can we?" They chirped.
Faced with these little carrots and potatoes' clear yet foolish gazes, Ke Muning wondered if these Hua Country kids' brains had been kicked by a donkey.
For the first time, children were so eager to go to his house.
Ke Muning couldn't help but look at Li Xiaoya.
Li Xiaoya was holding her schoolbag strap, looking completely uninvolved.
"Are they your classmates?" Ke Muning pulled her over and asked.
Li Xiaoya nodded.
"Why do they want to come to our house?" Ke Muning turned Li Xiaoya around to whisper.
At least these phrases were simple enough that he didn't need a translator.
"They think I'm lying."
"What lie did you tell?"
"I only told the truth."
Ke Muning laughed.
When she told lies, even he could be fooled.
When she told the truth, she couldn't even convince a bunch of kids.
"Say something nice, help prove it."
What counts as something nice?
Li Xiaoya tilted her head and said in a calm tone, "I've already said something nice."
"When?"
"When they said you were poorer than their dads, I praised you for being very rich."
"So now it's my turn to prove myself?"
How novel.
Ke Muning grabbed Li Xiaoya and tossed her into the car, "Let's go. I hope their parents won't think their children have been kidnapped tonight and come begging me with all their life savings."
"Those Wall Street elites' kids wouldn't say such things. They know very well their dads are too rich, and that money could easily become mine."
After saying this, he lowered the car window and said to the group of children, "You can come visit my house."
These naive and foolish little friends cheered and happily got into the cars behind.
