After notifying He Tingxiao, the parent in front happened to pick up the child and it was his turn.
The housekeeper strode forward excitedly and looked at the teacher, with tears streaming down his face, and said, "I, I'm here to pick up my little master."
"Little master?"
The teacher was obviously taken aback.
Looking at the unfamiliar face of the housekeeper, he looks like a grandfather in age.
Is this your first time to pick up your grandson?
"What's your full name, please?"
The teacher asked patiently.
The housekeeper was so excited that he couldn't remember the name of the little master.
"He Shaochen."
He Tingxiao rushed over as quickly as possible and answered calmly.
"Yes, yes, He Shaochen!"
The housekeeper immediately handed over the pick-up card that Fu Yanshen had sent to prove his identity.
After that, he took a step back slightly and gave the front position to He Tingxiao.
"Are you Mr. He? He Shaochen's father?"
"yes!"
The teacher asked a few more questions to verify his identity, and He Tingxiao answered them one by one.
He Tingxiao likes efficiency and hates wasting time.
Normally, he would be impatient.
But today, no matter how anxious I am, I am still very patient.
He knew clearly that the teacher was doing this for the safety of the young minister.
Fu Yanshen called, but because Shaochen had an accident in the kindergarten before, the teacher only verified it again for safety.
After verifying everything, the teacher immediately turned around and shouted, "He Shaochen."
Although He Shaochen can now blend in with the crowd, he is still not used to being touched by strangers.
Always the last one standing in line.
Hearing his name being called, He Shaochen walked out of the team.
Wen Keyan always stood with He Shaochen.
Usually, most of the time the two of them are picked up together.
But there are also special circumstances where two people will be picked up separately.
The little girl who was about to follow him out didn't hear the teacher call her name, so she let go of He Shaochen's hand and waved to him cutely.
"Brother Shaochen, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
He Shaochen has a cool voice, but the only person he can get close to in kindergarten is Wen Keyan.
After saying goodbye, He Shaochen carried his small schoolbag and walked out with steady steps.
The queue was very long, and as soon as the little guy walked out from the corner, he felt an overly present gaze falling on him.
So much like Daddy!
The little guy raised his head nervously.
He Tingxiao's tall and straight figure appeared in his sight.
Looking at each other from afar.
"Daddy..."
The little guy murmured.
His eyes turned red almost instantly.
He stood there, staring blankly at He Tingxiao bathing in the sunset.
For a moment, I couldn't believe it was real.
Until, outside the door, He Tingxiao slowly squatted down and spread his arms towards him, "Young Minister."
His voice was not loud, but it seemed to have strong penetrating power, going straight into He Shaochen's eardrums.
It really made him sure that his daddy was really back.
"Daddy!!"
The little guy shouted excitedly, lost his cool appearance, and ran towards He Tingxiao.
Rushed in front of him and jumped directly into his arms.
The momentum was very strong, and He Tingxiao caught him as steadily as a rock, holding the little guy's milky-smelling little body into his arms.
The chill that had been lingering on him was gone in an instant.
All that's left is warmth.
"Daddy, you are finally back."
The little guy sniffed, hugged He Tingxiao's neck tightly, rubbed his face hard against his neck, and smelled the familiar scent of He Tingxiao's body.
"Yes, Master, daddy is back."
Although he experienced a narrow escape from death.
But he still got through it, survived, and returned to his son.
He Tingxiao, who was cold-hearted and reserved, had a bit of wetness in his eyes.
One hand was clasping He Shaochen's back, the other hand was stroking his soft hair, and he hugged his son tighter.
"Master, I've picked up the little master. Let's get in the car first."
The housekeeper is older and more emotional.
He already liked He Shaochen.
Seeing the father and son hugging each other, they could not control their tears.
But this is the school gate, so I still whispered a reminder.
"Um."
He Tingxiao responded hoarsely and stood up with He Shaochen in his arms.
The housekeeper immediately stepped forward and helped He Shaochen hold the small schoolbag.
The three of them ignored the looks of people around them and strode towards the car.
He Shaochen has been holding He Tingxiao tightly.
After getting in the car, He Tingxiao patted He Shaochen on the back and said, "Shaochen, your parents have something to do today. Can you go back with daddy tonight?"
"good!"
He Shaochen responded softly.
Although he accepted Fu Yanshen as his father from the bottom of his heart, he loved his father.
But He Tingxiao, his father, is very important in his heart, and his position can never be replaced by anyone.
He loves daddy very much.
He Tingxiao felt soft in his heart and hugged his son tighter.
Although he didn't show it, he was nervous and worried from the moment he boarded the private plane back to Jiangcheng.
In order to drive away the young minister, he said harsh words that hurt the young minister so much.
Fu Yanshen told the young minister the truth. He never replied to any of his son's messages.
He was afraid that if he hurt his son's heart, his son would ignore him.
The housekeeper sat in the passenger seat and kept wiping tears.
He Shaochen saw that he was not as cold and indifferent as before.
He stood up from He Tingxiao, took out a tissue and leaned over to wipe the butler's tears, "Grandpa butler, don't cry."
"Little master."
The housekeeper burst into tears instantly.
Although he doesn't want to admit it, it is true that the little master's character is getting better and better when he is with his biological parents.
"Don't cry, I won't cry."
He wiped away his tears in a panic and said, "Little Master, the kitchen has prepared a large table of your favorite dishes for you tonight."
"Thank you, Grandpa Butler."
He Shaochen politely thanked him.
Seeing the polite and smooth-talking little master, the housekeeper wanted to cry again.
He immediately turned around and secretly shed tears.
"Daddy, will you still leave?"
He Shaochen sat on He Tingxiao's lap, holding his hand tightly with his little hand, and asked cautiously.
He doesn't want to be separated from his father anymore.
He Tingxiao looked at his son's worried eyes, touched his head, kissed his forehead gently, and promised him, "If you don't leave, Daddy will never leave again."
"Daddy, pull the hook."
He Shaochen raised his little hand.
This is very childish behavior in his eyes.
The little fool likes pulling hooks very much.
She said that once the hook was drawn, it was agreed upon and could not be changed.
Although he would cooperate with her, he felt that this behavior was very childish.
But at this moment, he made this move towards He Tingxiao.
The moment he raised his hand, he obviously felt a little embarrassed, and his little ears turned red.
Just as he was about to take it back, He Tingxiao reached out and hooked his son's little finger with his little finger, "Okay, pull the hook."
Use very childish behavior to make the most solemn promise.
The little guy looked at He Tingxiao who was cooperating with him, with a sore nose. He imitated Wen Keyan and said seriously: "Hang yourself with a hook and you won't be allowed to change for a hundred years."
"stamp."
The little guy held out his thumb.
"stamp."
He Tingxiao extended his thumb in response.
The big hand touched the small hand, fulfilling the promise.
"Daddy!"
He Shaochen threw himself into He Tingxiao's arms again, feeling more disgusted than ever before!
He Tingxiao hugged his son back, feeling warm and soft inside.
The car drove slowly towards Hezhai.
Halfway through the journey, the butler's cell phone rang.
In order not to disturb the affectionate father and son behind, the housekeeper quickly answered the call.
When he heard what was said on the line, his expression changed slightly. Because the person involved was special, he covered his phone and turned to look behind him, reporting to He Tingxiao, "Master, something happened to Miss Rourou."
He Tingxiao frowned slightly, lowered his head and said to his son in his arms: "Young Minister, Daddy has something to deal with now. Do you want to go home first or stay with Daddy?"
"With Daddy."
He Shaochen didn't want to be separated from He Tingxiao.
Although daddy agreed and hooked up, he still didn't feel safe.
He Tingxiao raised his head, his voice returned to coldness, "Go to the Royal Garden."
Royal Garden is one of He Tingxiao's properties in Jiangcheng. It is located in the first ring of Jiangcheng. It is a quiet villa area amidst the bustle.
Twenty minutes later, He Tingxiao's car appeared outside the villa area.
When driving from a distance, they who were sitting in the car could already see thick smoke billowing over a certain part of the imperial garden, as if there was a fire.
Judging from the location, it's the building he bought.
The car drove all the way in and drove to Villa No. 6, Louwang, in the villa area.
As I drove closer, I saw a fire truck parked outside the villa, and several firefighters were blocked outside the villa gate.
"Master, wait for daddy in the car for a while."
After admonishing, He Tingxiao opened the car door, got out of the car, and went to deal with it himself.
As soon as I got off the car, I heard that the villa manager was frantically trying to communicate with the girl standing in front of him.
They didn't dare to move if she didn't let her.
The needles in her hands are really powerful.
As soon as the injection was administered, the colleague who came with him was lying on the ground.
"This owner, there is a fire in your house. These are firefighters. We are going in to help you put out the fire. Look, this is my work ID. We are not bad people. Can you let me go?"
The girl in front of him had a gray face, but she was tall, graceful and graceful. With one hand on her slender waist and the other holding a silver needle, she puffed out her chest and replied aggressively: "No!"
Even if she is working alone now, she will not lose the battle if she loses.
She will fight with anyone who dares to influence her to eat meat!
That was a free-range chicken that she brought down from the mountains!
The fire that had finally been raised had just been burning for a while, but these people came inexplicably to put out the fire.
He Tingxiao looked at the girl who had made herself so black, his temples were twitching, and he said coldly: "Xiao Zijin, get out of the way."
Thinking that he sent someone here not long ago, he had to arrange for someone to come and take care of her before leaving.
She waved her hand and looked at him with disgust, "I have good hands and feet. I can take care of myself."
Is this what she said she could take care of herself?
Set his house on fire?
"No!"
Xiao Zijin was a little happy to see He Tingxiao, but finally someone came to make the decision for her.
This is the only person she knows well at the foot of the mountain.
Grandpa said: In the mountains, you rely on grandpa, and when you go out, you rely on your friends.
She had read in a storybook that friends were always daring and willing to stab each other.
She didn't expect that her friend would stab her twice.
Due to her kindness in saving his life, He Tingxiao suppressed his temper and said patiently: "Burn the house down."
"Big Ice Cube, who are you insulting?"
Xiao Zijin was not happy anymore.
She grew up in the mountains and has a strong awareness of fire prevention.
Will she burn the house down?!!
He Tingxiao also noticed something was wrong at this moment and walked directly inside.
It was him, Xiao Zijin didn't stop him.
He Tingxiao soon appeared at the door and opened the door.
When he saw the situation inside, his face darkened.