Lu Youheng came out of the music training center, his little face immediately collapsing.
He was no longer showing the bravado he exhibited while fighting with others inside.
Driver Lao Zhu helped to pull open the car door, watching the little one climb up on his own and sit down beside Lu Lingxiao.
Lu Lingxiao leaned back in the rear seat, eyes closed in rest.
As the little one climbed in, he didn't even lift his eyelids but asked, "Where to now?"
Seeing his father, Lu Youheng instantly shrank, his little head bowed as he carefully thought about how to phrase his words, his small chubby hand unconsciously picking at the edge of the candy box.
Lu Lingxiao opened his eyes and saw what was held in his palm, "Where did you get that from?"
"An auntie gave it to me, because I did well."
The statement sounded false, Lu Lingxiao had long ago instructed the teachers at the institution not to let Lu Youheng eat snacks and candy, as he suffered from severe cavities.
