At the entrance of Jiangbei International Kindergarten, Jing Yi parked her car and walked over.
Looking at the usual scene that resembled a car exhibition, she couldn’t help but feel a little amazed.
The sight was almost comparable to most racetracks.
However, no matter how expensive the cars were, everyone still had to obediently stand at the gate to pick up their children.
As soon as Jing Yi took her spot, she noticed a familiar figure approaching.
It was the mother of the chubby little boy. Jing Yi smiled and greeted her, “Mrs. Chen Yuqi, are you picking up your child this week too?”
Since ManMan started kindergarten, Jing Yi had gradually gotten to know some of his classmates’ parents, and she was familiar with their routines for picking up and dropping off their kids.
For example, Chen Yuqi’s parents usually took turns each week, and if both were busy, the grandparents would step in.
Chen Yuqi’s mother also seemed delighted. “Mrs. Shen Muyi, yes, I’m on duty this week. It’s been a while!”
Jing Yi felt a bit embarrassed. ManMan’s father usually handled the morning drop-offs, and in the afternoon, it was a rotation of uncles, so she rarely had to worry about it.
Chen Yuqi’s mother didn’t notice Jing Yi’s slight discomfort. She was genuinely happy.
She loved chatting, and she had always enjoyed her conversations with Jing Yi. However, this week, it was mostly Shen Muyi’s uncle who picked up the child, and she didn’t feel comfortable chatting with him.
Now that she ran into Jing Yi, she finally had someone to vent to.
“You have no idea about my son. He’s still as stubborn as ever today. Thankfully, Shen Muyi was there, so he finally agreed to go to school. And when he got home, he wouldn’t stop talking about Shen Muyi...”
Jing Yi’s eyes sparkled with amusement. She quite liked Chen Yuqi and his mother. Watching the enthusiastic mother talk non-stop, Jing Yi wondered if the child had inherited some of his mother’s traits.
While the two mothers chatted about their sons, the three- or four-year-olds emerged, holding hands.
“Mom!”
ManMan immediately spotted Jing Yi and excitedly waved, but he obediently stayed in place, holding the teacher’s hand. When it was his turn, the teacher carefully checked the information before letting him go.
Although they were no strangers to the parents, the kindergarten had strict procedures to follow.
ManMan, with his slightly curly hair just like Jing Yi’s, happily ran into her arms.
“Mom, did you finish training early today?” Jing Yi hugged her son, her eyes crinkling with a smile. “Yes, and I’ll be taking a break soon, so I’ll be able to pick you up more often.”
As for dropping him off at school, that would still be his father’s responsibility—it was just too early!
ManMan was a sweet and easily contented child. Hearing this, he jumped up and down with joy. Although he enjoyed being picked up by different uncles, nothing could compare to his mom.
Jing Yi stood up, holding ManMan’s hand, ready to head home. She was about to say goodbye to Chen Yuqi’s mother when a chubby little boy came running toward her.
Jing Yi wasn’t surprised, nor was Chen Yuqi’s mother, who even looked a little embarrassed as she walked over.
Jing Yi crouched down again and greeted the boy with a smile. “Hello, Chen Yuqi. It’s been a while!”
The little boy’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “Auntie Jing Yi, Shen Muyi and I made a plan to go to the racetrack next time. Can we go?”
The racetrack? These two kids?
Jing Yi was momentarily speechless. She had only taken ManMan to watch races before but never let him drive on a real track.
She glanced at her son with a questioning look.
ManMan obediently explained, “Mom, it’s that place where you can choose lots of cars and drive them on a professional track. Can I take Chen Yuqi there?”
As ManMan provided more details, the chubby boy’s face lit up with even more anticipation.
Finally, Jing Yi understood what her son meant by “racetrack.”
It wasn’t a real racetrack but a large toy track that Jing Zeqian had built for ManMan next to the actual racetrack.
ManMan could decide for himself about that.
The “racetrack” ManMan mentioned was quite large for a child, but it was more like a toy for adults, like her and Jing Zeqian.
Jing Yi said seriously, “Chen Yuqi, before you go anywhere, you need to ask your parents first.”
The boy seemed to remember his mother only then. He looked around but couldn’t find her, his face filled with confusion.
Where was she? She was right there a moment ago!
His mother, who had followed him and was standing right behind him: “...Here I am.”
The boy turned around abruptly and saw his mother standing there. He happily hugged her leg.
“Mom, I’ve been looking for you! Can I go to Auntie Jing Yi’s house to play with the race cars?”
His mother ruffled his hair helplessly and then looked apologetically at Jing Yi. “I’m sorry, he’s always causing trouble.”
Jing Yi stood up, holding her son’s hand, and smiled. “It’s no trouble at all. He can keep ManMan company.” However, she felt the need to clarify that it wasn’t a real racetrack, so the other parents wouldn’t worry.
Chen Yuqi’s mother wasn’t concerned that Jing Yi would let the kids play on a professional racetrack. After all, Jing Yi was a professional racer, and when it came to safety, she was second to none—especially as a champion.
“It’s just going to trouble you.”
“It’s no problem. I’ll be on break soon, so we can arrange a time then.”
However, she might need more hands. She was alone and could only remotely control one car at a time, so she’d probably have to rope Jing Zeqian into helping.
The matter was tentatively settled, and the chubby boy followed his mother home, satisfied.
ManMan also held his mother’s hand and walked to their car, but he looked a little disappointed when he saw it.
“Mom, why is it Dad’s car and not yours?”
Jing Yi chuckled at her son’s sudden pickiness. “What’s wrong with Dad’s car?”
She hadn’t had time to check before leaving, and she couldn’t drive her “Ghost” to pick up her son. Besides, the child seat wasn’t installed in it, so she had to use the car Shen Huaichu had driven that morning to drop ManMan off.
ManMan puffed out his cheeks. It wasn’t that Dad’s car wasn’t good, but Mom’s car was cooler!
He loved cool cars!
Jing Yi felt she needed to defend her husband’s car.
“Dad’s car is pretty cool too.”
Although she knew ManMan was referring to cars like her “Night” sports car.
