President, Please Be Careful
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In the end, the matter was resolved temporarily after each of them took a step back.

Duan Yarong agreed to let Zhao Youlin keep Mu Tingfeng in the hospital for a few days, as long as she had to go with him.

Seeing Duan Yarong's determination to follow him, Zhao Youlin didn't say much about it. She wondered what Mu Tingfeng had reacted to when she saw Duan Yarong.

Goody. He did not want to admit that he was waiting for it. Ahem…

After his main worry was resolved, it was only then that Duan Yarong remembered Zhao Youlin had not had lunch since morning after going through all her troubles.

He drives away the men like how he drives away flies so they go back to work. He got up from his seat and went to the kitchen lady, asking her to prepare food for Zhao Youlin to fill her stomach.

Zhao Youlin let out a sigh of relief. After eating some food and taking a short break, it was time to pick up Joy from kindergarten.

Originally, Duan Yarong had asked Zhao Youlin to rest longer, and she would ask Xiao Jingyao to help with the trip. However, Zhao Youlin insisted on doing it herself. So, Duan Yarong had to let go.

Zhao Youlin stood at the entrance of the kindergarten. From a distance, she saw Joy obediently letting her teacher hug her as they walked out. Some kids his age surrounded him. They talked to him along the way.

Joy obediently answered them. He occasionally laughed shyly, and he looked extremely adorable with his reddened face that might be due to playing.

The corner of Zhao Youlin's lips curved upwards. He yelled at her, "Joy!"

When Joy heard a familiar voice, she immediately turned around. His eyes twinkled when he saw Zhao Youlin was waiting at the entrance.

She let go of Shen's hand, ran over and lunged at him, "Mom, Mom..."

Zhao Youlin crouched down. He stretched out his hand and pulled the child into his arms. As he smelled the familiar smell of milk, he felt his exhaustion throughout the day had disappeared.

"MST. Zhao,” Shen and the children followed him, and they smiled at Zhao Youlin.

Zhao Youlin held Joy's hand. He got up, and he smiled as he asked, “Ms. Shen. Thank you very much. How is Joy at Kindergarten today?”

“Sama-sama, Miss Zhao. Joy is very obedient. She's not crying. Instead, he had some friends," While Shen spoke, he asked the children to come over. The children who had surrounded Joy some time ago came forward. She introduces him to them, "She is Joy's mother."

The children looked at Zhao Youlin with curiosity. Shortly thereafter, there was a discussion.

"Joy, your mother looks so young!"

"Yes, and she also looks so pretty!"

"Indeed. She was prettier than the so-called goddess on television. I also want to have a beautiful mother like Joy!”

“I also want one..”.

Joy was initially proud when the children praised her mother for being young and beautiful. However, immediately, his expression quickly changed. He grabbed Zhao Youlin's hand tightly, and he set a defensive posture. He shouted, "Mother is mine!"

The noisy children froze when they heard Joy's screams. Zhao Youlin was the first to react to this. She caressed Joy's head, and she comforted her, “Joy, don't be like this. They're just kidding with you. No doubt, each of your own mothers is the best, don't you all agree?”

The children were still small and did not seem to understand Zhao Youlin. After listening to Zhao Youlin's words, they discovered that they had said the wrong thing. They hurriedly apologized to Joy, “Ya, yes, yes. We were just kidding. We're not taking your mother away from you. Joy, don't get mad.”

“Joy, did you hear them? I'm yours. No one can take me away from you.”

Joy glanced at Zhao Youlin. Then, he saw the children again. After some time, he was sure that his mother would not be taken away. He hid behind Zhao Youlin with his face flushed red.

Zhao Youlin knew her son was embarrassed. He clapped his hands to comfort her. Then, he turned around, and he said to the kids, “Joy is new here. Please take care of him in the future.”

Even though children are young, they behave like adults. They jumped up after hearing his words, and they continued their conversation earlier. They compete with each other, expressing their thoughts that Joy is so cute, and they will definitely play with her and befriend her.

Zhao Youlin was somewhat confident in her son's charisma. She was happy to see her son warmly welcomed by so many children when he had just entered Kindergarten. He smiled as he said, “In the future, Joy will count on you all. We have to go home now. Joy, say goodbye to your new friend.”

Joy was a little embarrassed about the problem just now. Even so, he obediently heeded Zhao Youlin's suggestion, and he bid farewell to the people. He said, "See you tomorrow." Then, he happily held onto Zhao Youlin's hand, and they left kindergarten.

Unbeknownst to Zhao Youlin, right after she takes Joy and leaves kindergarten, among Joy's new friends who have just gathered, a young girl lunged in the opposite direction awkwardly.

“Ling Yuemei, how many times should I repeat it? As a Girl, when you stand, you have to stand properly, when you sit, you have to sit properly, and even when you walk, you also have to walk properly. Look at you, you walk like a female bandit!” A sloppy-looking, skinny young man descends from a luxurious BMW sedan. He looked towards the direction where the girl pounced on him. He sighed a few times, looking disappointed that the girl had failed to reach his expectations.

The girl's actions during lunch on the young man froze after hearing her words. He stood on the spot, and he rolled his eyes at her gracefully. He sneered, “If I am a female bandit, how about you, Uncle? Are you a great bandit, or a bandit leader?”

Ling Ran choked. He looked at his nephew seriously, and he said solemnly, "I think I should go back and discuss with Brother and sister-in-law about your life philosophy."

"And you'll realize that you've lived your last few decades in vain."

Ling Ran thought to himself, 'Did this girl become this art spirit?'

The second master of the Ling family knew very well that he would never be able to get the demon lord's help, so he kept his mouth shut. He went, took down the young lady from the third generation school bag, and he asked her regularly, "Is there anything interesting going on in school today?"

Ling Ran casually asked that question. He did not expect Ling Yuemei to answer him, “Yes, there is. A very adorable boy came to our class today. Many children are fighting to play with him. I also played with him, and I even pinched his face. Hm. not bad. Soft cheeks. They are just as good as I imagined.”

Ling Ran jerked his hand movements. He looked at his nephew, who told him, like an adult, how he had abused a boy as well as all the crimes he had committed. He felt his heart sink.

'Oh my! My dear little niece, what's with that lewd tone as if you're a man who just harassed a virtuous man? Don't forget, you're just a four-year-old. Besides, her role should be reversed, right?!’