Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

Qimingxing International Bilingual Kindergarten, Chaoyang District.

This place is known as the "top dog" among the elite kindergartens in Beijing. The tuition alone is over 200,000 yuan a year, and only the very wealthy and powerful can afford to send their children here.

The nanny van was parked on the corner of the street, one block away from the school gate.

Yu Le didn't let driver Lao Zhou drive over.

The street ahead was completely blocked by various Porsches, Alphards, and Rolls-Royces.

He opened the car door, took Dongdong's hand, and got out of the car, then mingled with the crowd and walked towards the school gate.

Yu Le was dressed very simply today. A gray hooded sweatshirt without any logo, black casual pants, and a pair of sneakers from a domestic brand.

In addition, he deliberately wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses before going out, which completely concealed his sharp edge.

By all accounts, he doesn't look like a rich person.

Classroom of Grade 2.

Many parents have already arrived inside.

This isn't a parent-child activity; it's practically a stage for fame and fortune.

The male parents were dressed in suits, with a subtle hint of a Submariner or Patek Philippe on their wrists.

The female parents were carrying Hermès bags and their makeup was so exquisite that they could walk the red carpet.

Parents gathered in twos and threes, exchanging business cards and talking in hushed tones.

"Mr. Zhang, I heard your company recently secured Series C funding?"

"Small-scale operations can't compare to Mr. Li's international trade."

Yu Le led Dongdong inside and found a corner seat to sit down.

Teacher Zhang was checking the list at the door when she saw Yu Le and quickly walked over.

"Are you Dongdong's dad? Hello, hello, I'm Teacher Zhang." Teacher Zhang was a young woman in her early twenties. She was stunned for a moment when she saw Yu Le.

This parent looks familiar...

"Hello, Teacher Zhang. Thank you for taking good care of Dongdong." Yu Le nodded politely.

"No trouble at all, Dongdong is very smart, it's just..." Teacher Zhang chuckled twice, "It's just that his mathematical thinking is rather unique."

Yu Le recalled the exam paper with the question "Two plus three equals six" and wholeheartedly agreed.

At the next table, a slightly overweight man in a bespoke suit turned around.

His name is Li Jianguo, and he is the vice president of a listed company.

His son, Li Zihao, is the "little chubby boy" that Dongdong mentioned.

"Oh, this must be Dongdong's dad, right?" Li Jianguo looked Yu Le up and down, glancing at his clothes with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Those who can get into this kindergarten all come from families with some wealth.

But this person in front of me is dressed so shabbily. He's probably a poor relative of some nouveau riche, or someone who sold everything they owned to send their child here.

"Hello." Yu Le nodded slightly.

"My name is Li Jianguo, Vice President of HSBC Technology." Li Jianguo handed over a gold-embossed business card, his tone carrying a condescending politeness. "Where are you making your fortune, Brother Yu?"

Before Yu Le could speak...

Dongdong, who was playing with building blocks nearby, looked up and spoke in a clear voice.

"My dad sells fish!"

Upon hearing this, several parents who were listening intently nearby stopped in their tracks.

A fishmonger?

Li Jianguo's hand, which was handing out business cards, froze in mid-air, and the smile on his face instantly faded.

He took back the business card and casually put it in his pocket.

"Oh... Selling fish is good, the aquatic products industry has stable cash flow." Li Jianguo chuckled, turned around, and didn't look at Yu Le again.

Several parents around also quietly distanced themselves.

In their eyes, social classes are already defined. A small business owner selling seafood is not worthy of entering their social circle.

Yu Le leaned back in her small chair, watching the group's reactions and finding it all amusing.

He couldn't be bothered to explain.

He took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Liu Qianqian.

Tonight you will help Yu Muchen with her math homework. She is not allowed to sleep until it's finished.

The other party replied instantly with a question mark (?).

Yu Le ignored her and locked the screen.

9:30 a.m.

The parent-child activity officially began.

A large open space was left in the middle of the classroom, with soft mats laid on the floor.

Teacher Zhang stood in the middle holding the microphone.

"Dear parents, the first item on our agenda today is a parent-child talent show. Would any families like to go first?"

Li Jianguo was the first to raise his hand.

He stood up, straightened the hem of his suit jacket, and led his son, Li Zihao, to the middle.

"Hello everyone, Zihao recently passed his Grade 3 violin exam. Today, my son and I will perform a piece called 'Minuet in G Major' for you."

Li Jianguo pulled out a violin from somewhere and put it around his neck, while Li Zihao also took a trumpet.

The father and son were pulling the rope quite skillfully.

When the song ended, the parents applauded politely.

"Mr. Li is amazing; he still has time to accompany his child to practice the piano despite his busy schedule."

"Zihao's temperament is clearly the result of being raised with such an environment."

Li Jianguo, beaming with pride, pulled his son to bow.

Next, parents began to engage in intense competition.

Some people bring their daughters to ballet classes.

There are people who bring their sons to recite Shakespeare's sonnets entirely in English.

There was even a parent from a drama club who pulled their child into performing a segment of a Shakespearean play on the spot.

The entire classroom was transformed into a giant Versailles scene.

Looking at the program list, Teacher Zhang's smile froze slightly. These parents were far too competitive.

"Is there any other family that would like to present something?" Teacher Zhang looked around.

The classroom fell silent. Parents who were unprepared or felt they couldn't compete lowered their heads.

"Dad!" Dongdong tugged at Yu Le's sleeve. "It's our turn!"

Yu Le raised an eyebrow. "What are we demonstrating? The live killing of fish?"

Dongdong rolled her eyes, grabbed Yu Le's hand, and walked towards the middle.

"Teacher, we want to sing!" Dongdong shouted loudly.

All eyes were on the father and son.

Li Jianguo leaned back in his chair, picked up his paper cup, took a sip of water, and had a smug smile on his lips.

Yu Le stood in the middle of the field, looking at his son's expectant face, and sighed.

"Do you have a guitar?" he asked Teacher Zhang.

"Yes! Yes!" Teacher Zhang quickly took out a wooden guitar from the cabinet next to him and handed it over.

Yu Le took the guitar, pulled over a high stool, and sat down. Holding the guitar in his arms, he casually strummed the strings a couple of times.

The pitch is good.

He looked down at Dongdong. "Sing that one?"

"Yes! Sing that one!" Dongdong nodded vigorously.

Yu Le's well-defined fingers pressed down on the chords.

A light and warm prelude flowed from the fingertips.