After she left her father and kept her son, President Pei lost control and knelt down.

Pei Hansheng understands romance, and he is surrounded by friends who are tasteful and have a refined taste. He naturally absorbs a lot of things from what he sees and hears.

Only with Qiao Wan did he appear relaxed and nonchalant on the surface, but inwardly he always harbored a layer of concerns.

The already fragile relationship can't afford to be messed up again.

After thinking for a moment, he chose a safer option and asked his assistant to reserve a hotel suite for the night, ordering all the roses from several flower shops in Beijing to be displayed in the room.

He ordered another diamond ring. He owed her too much when they got married. She didn't say it, but he knew. Once, when he came home, he saw her staring blankly at wedding photos in a magazine.

He remained unmoved at the time because he was unsure who held the place of the groom in her heart.

Even now, he still doesn't understand his place in that woman's heart.

Let's make up for it now. If Qiao Wan doesn't appreciate it, then consider it as remedying the regret of this relationship.

The man, planning to become famous, felt a surge of excitement, as if he were back in his youth, pursuing the girl he loved.

After explaining all this, he drove to the company to get back to work.

……

Huahua Kindergarten.

The teacher led the children in the small class to do outdoor activities on the playground.

Xiao Bao was tall and chubby, so he was placed at the back of the line.

The children gathered together, chattering away.

"I received ten red envelopes during the Chinese New Year, totaling a full ten thousand yuan."

"Wow, ten red envelopes! That's so many! Brother Liangliang, your daddy and mommy love you so much!"

"Hmph, you have the nerve to talk about something that's only ten thousand yuan? Look at the gifts I received for the New Year. Look, these shoes alone cost twenty thousand yuan."

The tuition for this kindergarten is not low, and most of the students come from well-off families. Some children are influenced by their families and are prone to comparison and vanity.

The children turned around and looked at Xiaobao.

"Xiao Bao, how many red envelopes did you receive?"

"Oh..." Xiao Bao counted on his fingers: "Xiao Bao received a total of one thousand one-hundred-yuan bills."

"A thousand? You're really exaggerating! Why don't you just say you received money from the entire universe?"

Xiao Bao explained earnestly, "No, Xiao Bao received a thousand bills, not counting the two hundred-yuan bills Mommy gave Xiao Bao."

"Tch, your mommy's just a wine seller, and your daddy doesn't want you anymore. Who's going to give you a thousand RMB notes?"

Not far away, separated by a fence, the extended Lincoln of the Pei family's old residence was parked at the gate.

Rong Wenying got out of the car, wearing sunglasses and a woolen hat, and stood at a distance, her gaze sweeping over the children before settling on Xiaobao.

"Xiao Bao has a new family this year: his great-grandfather, grandparents, daddy, and uncle from Yuanzhou. They all love Xiao Bao and gave him a very big red envelope."

Xiao Bao spoke with a proud look on his face: "Xiao Bao's daddy and mommy are very happy. Last night they even made fried rice for Xiao Bao together, and hugged and kissed each other in the kitchen."

The children were in an uproar.

"Xiao Bao, are you missing Daddy so much that you're going crazy? There's no information about Daddy in your parentage file at all."

"Xiao Bao isn't lying, Daddy took Xiao Bao to school today, but he was late, you didn't see that."

"Liars grow long noses, and Xiao Bao's nose is longer than an elephant's."

Xiao Bao's eyes welled up with tears, but he held them back: "Tomorrow, Xiao Bao's daddy and mommy will take Xiao Bao to school together. Just you wait."

"You mean that electric car your mom drives that costs around 100,000? Haha, how shabby!"

The kids started comparing again: "My dad drives a Mercedes."

"My dad drives a BMW, and my mom drives an Audi."

"Xiao Bao, my mommy said your mommy sells wine and has to eat and drink with clients to earn money. You're a wild child, and she won't let me play with you."

Xiao Bao's vision was blurry. He rushed over and pushed the child who was speaking to the ground.

He was furious: "Your mommy isn't a good person; she talks badly about others behind their backs. Cut her tongue out!"

"Waaah! Xiao Bao hit someone! Waaah! Teacher, teacher, come quick and teach him a lesson..."

Xiao Bao climbed onto the little boy's back and slapped him across the face: "You dare talk about my mommy like that! You bad guy, I'll beat you to death!"

Xiao Bao has physical training three times a week. He's got plenty of strength and beats that kid until he screams.

The children all crowded around, some even running into the office to complain, creating quite a mess.

Rong Wenying took off her sunglasses, stared at Xiaobao, and narrowed her eyes.

The driver behind her said, "Madam, do you remember when Young Master Pei was in kindergarten and got into a fight with his friends? Just like this child, he rode on top of them and beat them up."

A faint smile appeared on Rong Wenying's well-maintained face.

"I remember, back then his dad and I were busy with business, and the housekeeper would go to the parent-teacher conferences. One child said that Hansheng's parents had died and he was an orphan. Hansheng beat the person so badly that he ended up in the hospital. His dad flew back from abroad overnight and beat the person up. Hansheng's hands and buttocks were swollen. I felt so sorry for him and cried all night."

The driver remarked, "Xiao Bao is just like Pei Shao, not only in appearance but also in personality."

Rong Wenying smiled and said, "Is it possible that it's more than just a resemblance?"

"Madam, what do you mean?"

Rong Wenying turned her gaze to Xiaobao's side, where the teacher came out and separated the two children.

The child who was beaten comes from a family that runs a large business and is a distant relative of the kindergarten principal. The teachers take extra care of him, so he is extremely spoiled and acts like a bully in the kindergarten, often bullying Xiao Bao.

The teacher shielded William behind her: "Xiao Bao! Why did you hit William! His nose is bleeding! Call his parents!"

Xiao Bao clenched his little fists, his eyes filled with resentment: "He insulted my mommy, he deserved it!"

"Then you shouldn't have hit someone; that's very rude!"

"Teacher, it was clearly this child named William who was rude first. Have you even figured out what happened before you arbitrarily blame Xiaobao? Or is this child a favored student, and you're showing favoritism?"

The teacher turned around and saw that the speaker was a man following behind a woman. The woman's demeanor and attire clearly indicated that she was a wealthy lady, with a stern and authoritative expression.

"Who are you?"

When Xiao Bao saw people, he ran into Rong Wenying's arms. He hadn't cried when he hit people earlier, but now he was crying his eyes out.

"Grandma, waaaaah... Xiao Bao... waaaah... I feel so wronged."

Rong Wenying lowered her eyes, her face stern: "Why are you crying? Wipe your tears away, or you'll get my coat dirty."

Xiao Bao's shoulders twitched: "I'm sorry, Grandma."

Rong Wenying took out a handkerchief from her bag and softened her tone: "Which hand hit the person? Wipe it clean."

Xiao Bao held out his right hand: "This one."

"You're nowhere near as good as your dad. When he was your age, he broke someone's nose and had to get three stitches in their scalp. Your dad didn't cry or get scared. He was very confident and just wouldn't admit he was wrong."

Little Bao, with red, bunny-like eyes, said, "Daddy is so amazing!"

Rong Wenying wiped Xiaobao's hands and face, and instructed the driver, "Bring this child into the car."

She raised her face, stared at the teacher with an arrogant expression, and threw the handkerchief in her hand on the ground.

"Who is your kindergarten director?"

The teacher felt a little apprehensive: "Excuse me, are you related to Xiaobao?"

Rong Wenying did not answer: "Go and withdraw Xiaobao from school. A kindergarten like yours, which is full of problems, can't produce any good children."

"This... must be handled by the child's biological mother."

Rong Wenying grew impatient: "Who is your kindergarten director? I'll call and tell you myself."

"Liu Changhai".

"Him?" Rong Wenying said dismissively, "His brother is a minor section chief in the Ministry of Education, and he's just as incompetent."

Rong Wenying called the principal's brother: "I work at your brother's kindergarten. I suggest you close it this month. You can decide whether to close it yourself or have someone reorganize it."

She heard them say something on the other end, apologizing and saying nice things, but Rong Wenying remained unmoved and hung up the phone.

The teacher stared in astonishment as Rong Wenying left the kindergarten and got into the car.

My mind went blank for a long time before I remembered to contact Qiao Wan and tell her that my child had been taken away.