Ji Jiaxin spoke with enthusiasm, completely oblivious to Ji Yao's somewhat unsightly expression.
Hearing this, Teacher Lin smiled and gently patted her head.
"Then you'd better hurry, be safe!"
"Got it, Teacher Lin. Mommy, I'm off to play now!"
At this point, leaving was clearly impossible.
Ji Yao sighed helplessly and could only nod at Ji Jiaxin.
She followed Teacher Lin into the classroom.
As soon as she stepped inside, she keenly sensed a gaze fixed on her.
It was Lu Jincheng.
She tried to remain calm and then sat down at Ji Jiaxin's place.
Although no excessive movements were made, when Lu Jincheng saw where she sat, his heart still churned like a tempestuous sea.
What's going on?
Was Ji Yao attending the parent-teacher meeting for Ji Jiaxin?
But wasn't Ji Jiaxin the child of designer Y?
Could it be...
An absurd idea emerged in Lu Jincheng's mind.
He felt inexplicably excited.