The limited-edition business car slowly came to a halt.
Lin Haoran had a clearer view now, his eyes glimmering with amazement. "This is the most expensive car in the parking lot, Mom! The person inside must be very rich!"
Lin Xiangwan, not ready to accept defeat, twisted the car key, hoping the engine would start. "Whoever is inside doesn't concern you!"
"Who says it doesn't concern me? What if that is my future father-in-law?"
"Shameless!"
"It's called being opportunistic!" Lin Haoran corrected his mother's misguided opinion. Calling him shameless was a bit too harsh, wasn't it?
"Opportunism is a mark of a petty person!"
"Hehe… Well, I'm not very big!" He's only six years old, after all.
"You said you were my boyfriend, and now you're thinking about hitching your wagon to a star. You're fickle!"
"Isn't it you who said you wanted to live in a big mansion and drive luxury cars!"
Facing a dilemma, Lin Xiangwan couldn't help but fantasize about twenty years from now. The grand blueprint was right before her eyes. "For the sake of my dreams, fine, I'll allow your fickleness!"
"Then I'll go down and greet them!" Lin Haoran decided to take the initiative.
"Do you have no shame?"
"The competition is too intense right now; if I don't act early, all I will get are leftovers!" Saying this, Lin Haoran begins to unbuckle his seat belt, ready to make his move.
Lin Xiangwan quickly grabbed her son. "Come back!"
"No..."
"Need any help, miss?" The driver who emerged from the luxury car asked politely.
"Oh, no, thank you!" Lin Xiangwan quickly declined; she didn't want to trouble anyone.
The driver was somewhat flustered, glancing in the direction of the luxury car. "Miss, your car is blocking our way. My boss needs to catch an early morning flight..."
Lin Xiangwan followed the driver's gaze, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of red as soon as she looked.
Qin Muchuan, the man from last night!
And he was looking in her direction through the lowered car window.
Lin Xiangwan nodded in apology. "I will move my car right away!"
Once she finished speaking, she started to turn the key.
"Br...boomboomboom…" The car remains motionless.
"Come on, get in. I'll give you a ride," a deep, magnetic voice landed in Lin Xiangwan's ears.
"Oh, no need!"
Just as Lin Xiangwan started to speak, a different excited voice chimed in. "Okay, thank you, uncle!"
'Smack' Lin Xiangwan hit her son's head, rudely holding his head still to prevent any more outbursts, she whispered a warning to him. "Be good. Don't embarrass me!"
She then sticks her face out the car window with grace and politeness. "Thank you, Mr. Qin, we don't want to trouble you. I will push my car out of the way, quickly!"
"You'll push it yourself?" Qin Muchuan asked, puzzled. He caught a quick glimpse of the kid earlier and felt a strange sense of familiarity, but when he wanted to take a closer look, he couldn't see him anymore.
"Yes!"
"You can do that?"
'Kaa... Boom...' Suddenly, the engine roars to life, uncontrollably, the car sped out and onto the street.
"Ah... Mom, aren't you going a bit overboard with the surprise attack? I nearly flew out!"
Lin Xiangwan tightly clung to the steering wheel, crying out in panic. "I don't know how this happened either, quickly sit tight. I'm dropping you off at the kindergarten..."
The tiny Twitter car sped away, leaving black smoke billowing out of the exhaust pipe and floating ominously in the air.
"Cough, cough…" The middle-aged driver choked several times. "That lady isn't driving; she's playing with her life!"
"Let's go!" Qin Muchuan rolled up the window, isolating the harmful air outside.
His gaze, however, went beyond the windshield, watching the small car that had already sped far away. His lips curled up involuntarily.
The driver sitting at the front, saw through the rearview mirror a surprisingly cheerful boss. What had made his usually stern boss so joyful?
His boss wasn't one for smiles, after all.
......
Upon returning to Kyoto, Qin Muchuan, without a moment's rest, went straight to the company.
As soon as he stepped into the office corridor, his secretary promptly got up and began to report on the current affairs. "Mr. Qin, Director Zhou from the Banking Regulatory Commission called yesterday and wants to have a meeting with you. The owner of 'Li Ying' also wants to invite you to lunch…"
"I can't today at lunch. Cancel it!" Qin Muchuan said while walking.
"Yes, sir!" The secretary quickly made a note. "Also, Miss Yutong is in the office waiting for you!"
As Qin Muchuan reached the door of his office, he furrowed his eyebrows and asked, "Yutong… is inside?"
'Click' The luxurious solid wooden door opened. Qin Yutong, dressed in a custom-made Chanel pastel pink dress, lifted her pretty face and confidently replied. "Yes, Mr. Qin, I have important business to discuss with you. Please be sure to make time for me!!"
"Who let you in? Get out!" Qin Muchuan coldly gripped her slender little arm and pulled the elegant little body inside, banging the door behind him.
"Mr. Qin, I am here to discuss serious matters with you. You can't be violent with me!" Qin Yutong protested indignantly.
Qin Muchuan squinted his eyes and glared at the beautiful little figure, his face darkened. "I cannot be violent with you? I think you are here looking for trouble, skipping kindergarten for no reason!"
"I have a serious discussion with you about work. After the discussion, I will go to school, so my father has no reason to lose his temper." After finishing her piece, six-year-old Qin Yutong complained, "I also said yesterday that you would come home tonight, but you didn't return. I had to use this morning's time slot. If anyone deserves a reprimand, it should be you…"
Sensing his own wrongdoing, Qin Muchuan unhappily let go of his daughter. "Say it, what do you want to discuss?"
Six-year-old Qin Yutong straightened her clothes, stood in front of her CEO dad, looking every bit a professional. "Regarding the 'Yutong Education Action Plan,' I have some observations. The Executive Manager of the event says we can only select friends who are high in IQ and have good academic performance. I think this is unreasonable!"
"What's unreasonable? Organize your ideas, observations, and a complete plan, then present it to me!" Qin Muchuan has always respected his daughter's ideas. Although she's only six, she has a serious attitude, clear thought processes, and sensible ideas, no less than any adult. It's for these reasons that he respects her.
Qin Yutong straightened her small shoulders, calmly took out a paper from her schoolbag. "I have prepared it. Please review it, Mr. Qin!"
Qin Muchuan was proud of his daughter once again in his heart. Pleased, he accepted the document and opened it!
The paper was filled with neatly handwritten text. Qin Muchuan was willing to bet not many grown-ups could write as many characters as his daughter could!
Pride and satisfaction flickered in his deep-set eyes, much like any ordinary father!
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