He angrily brought Youhuan out of the kindergarten. Song Qianming blamed himself. He should have been more careful. Otherwise, Youhuan would not have to suffer such grievances. He did not know how long she had been bullied.
"Daddy, don't be sad." Little Youhuan touched his face. "They don't want to play with me, but I don't want to play with them either. I just don't want them to talk about you, daddy."
"Silly." Song Qianming was extremely touched. "In the future, no matter what happens, you have to tell Daddy, okay?"
"I know."
"Let's go to the amusement park."
"I want to ride the merry-go-round!" Little Youhuan laughed immediately. Perhaps Song Qianming was feeling heartache because of these things, but little Youhuan didn't think much of it. From the beginning to the end, she only cared about her father.
If her classmates had not called her a liar and said that her father was not a celebrity, she would not have cared if those people got along with her or not.
It wasn't the weekend, so there weren't many people at the amusement park. There was no need to line up for the merry-go-round, so some people still wanted to continue after playing it twice.
After Song Qianming sent her in, he instructed, "Dad is going to the toilet and will be back soon. Can you sit by yourself? I've already asked the staff to take care of you."
"Dad, you can go. I'll be fine." Youhuan waved her hand.
Song Qianming turned back three times with every step he took. If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't hold it in anymore, he wouldn't have left the child in the hands of the staff. However, it was unrealistic to bring Youhuan to the men's room.
As little Youhuan was cheering, she didn't notice that a little boy was looking at her enviously. The little boy looked about the same age as her, but he didn't have any adults with him.
When Song Qianming returned, Youhuan had just finished a round of rides. After three consecutive rides, she was finally satisfied. She held her father's hand and prepared to go to the next ride.
"What's wrong, daddy?"
Song Qianming turned around and frowned. "Someone's following us."
"Who is it?" Youhuan looked around curiously and then met the eyes of a delicate little boy.
"Daddy, he seems to be alone."
"Yes, let's go up and ask."
The little boy didn't avoid them when he saw them coming towards him. He even smiled at Youhuan, then looked at the father and daughter holding hands with envy.
"Older brother, did you get lost with your family?" Youhuan asked him in a soft and cute voice.
"They didn't come with me." The little boy's tone showed a hint of disappointment.
"Then how did you get in here alone?" Youhuan's eyes widened.
"I have auntie to accompany me."
"Where is she?"
"I can't find her."
Youhuan raised her head and said to Song Qianming, "Daddy, he's really lost his way. We have to help him."
The little boy waved his hands. "There's no need to trouble you. Auntie will find me soon."
"How can that be? My daddy said that children can't be alone. Don't disobey him."
"Your daddy is so good to you," he sighed, his tone full of envy.
Youhuan and Song Qianming looked at each other. Song Qianming had no choice but to squat down and say, "We'll take you to the staff and ask them to help you find your auntie. How about it?"
"Okay." The little boy did not refuse. "Thank you."
"No need to thank us." Youhuan's eyes squinted as she smiled, and then, as if seeing that he was too lonely, she took the initiative to hold his hand. "My name is Youhuan, and I'm four years old this year. What's your name?"
"My name is Xu Fengming. I'm also four years old this year."
"Wow, we're the same age, so I can't call you older brother. Maybe I'll be older than you!
"Mine is in January," Xu Fengming replied, pursing his lips.
Song Qianming looked at him with an amused expression. He didn't expect this little boy to be so scheming.
Then, he heard his daughter say with a look of pity, "I was born in October."
"Then I'll still be your older brother." Xu Fengming's lips curled up.
Youhuan didn't mind. "So be it. Let's go and find a staff member to make an announcement. Your auntie must be very worried now. By the way, little brother, why didn't you go to school today?"
"I just returned to the country, and my family hasn't found me a kindergarten yet."
"Older brother, did you grow up abroad? That's so cool!"
"Not at all. This isn't something I can decide."
"But you can definitely speak English. I can't. I can't learn it no matter how hard I try."
Song Qianming nodded his head in agreement. He had been studying hard recently, and just like his daughter, he was also very troubled by those earthworm-like words.
When he first started learning, he thought that it was only 26 English letters. What was so difficult about it?
His learning progress was indeed fast at the beginning, but it stopped later on, especially when he began to learn grammar. He was confused, but now he could roughly understand some simple conversations and words.
However, it was not enough to just listen to some simple conversations. He had understood that there were many chains of contempt in the entertainment industry now, and one of them was whether one could speak fluent English. He was going to become a big star in the future, so he could not have any shortcomings like this. Besides, if he learned English well, he could better earn money from foreigners, right?
"I can teach you if you want to learn." The little boy looked at Youhuan with bright eyes.
"But we're not classmates, and we don't live in the same place."
"We can contact each other by phone."
Youhuan raised her head and looked at Song Qianming. "Can I, daddy?"
He was very glad that his daughter would ask him any questions she had, but he was also very depressed that his daughter had a little brat going after her at such a young age. He wanted to teach her English even asked for her phone number.
However, he couldn't reject her directly. His daughter had just dropped out of that kindergarten. After being isolated by her classmates, he didn't know if she had any psychological trauma. If he still refused to let her make friends now, he was afraid that it would affect her growth.
"Sure," he answered gloomily, and then secretly glared at the little boy's head.
Xu Fengming touched his head. Why did he feel a chill?
I don't care. It's great. I can keep in touch with Sister Huanhuan in the future.
After waiting in the broadcast room for about 20 minutes, Xu Fengming's auntie finally arrived. She was hired by the Xu family to take care of Xu Fengming after they returned to the country. She did not seem to be very anxious when the employer's child was missing. Instead, she started to blame a four-year-old child when she saw him.
"You only know how to run around. Why are you so disobedient?"
Song Qianming furrowed his brows. In his previous life, the maids in the manor would not dare to speak to the young masters and young ladies like this. As expected, one cannot trust someone just by signing the work contract with them.
"Do you remember your parents' phone numbers? Do you want to call them directly?" he asked Xu Fengming directly.
Xu Fengming ignored the woman and thanked Song Qianming politely, "Thank you, uncle."
Seeing him take the phone, the woman's face turned pale immediately. She stammered as if he wanted to take it from him, but she was afraid of Song Qianming's aura.