mom, the child who was playing with Shanshan was her deskmate, tingjun. I don't know his last name yet.
Mrs. Yin's eyes glowed with a menacing light as she looked over."Then his surname must be Yin, Yin tingjun!"
Before tingjun and Shanshan could leave the school gate, Mrs. Yin eagerly went up to them, sticking close to the gate and waiting.
When Shanshan saw Tong Lu, she immediately informed the teacher and ran toward her. Mrs. Yin also ran toward tingjun. However, a man who seemed to be Mrs. Yin's driver brushed past Mrs. Yin and caught tingjun's school bag first.
Mrs. Yin stopped in her tracks and stared at tingjun.
The small child already exuded an elegant and domineering aura, like a small aristocrat, but a very wild one. The driver obviously couldn't hold him back. Everyone else was carrying their school bags obediently, but he sent his school bag flying.
