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Renxin Exchange.

Dance Studio.

Some parents were crowded at the door, watching with great interest.

Luo Peng was actually among them.

Normally, taking care of children is basically a mother's job, yet most of the parents picking up their kids after class were male.

Fathers these days are really becoming more and more responsible.

"Alright, everyone has worked hard, class dismissed, see you next time."

The music stopped.

A few young and pretty dance teachers clapped their hands.

The children politely said goodbye to them and then started packing up, heading towards the door.

The parents seemed reluctant to leave.

After they had gone, Young Master Luo leisurely walked in.

"Tsk, it's getting more and more popular, huh."

"What are you doing here?"

Zheng Jingjing, who was resting and chatting, saw him and immediately put on a stern face.

Young Master Luo was unfazed.

He was a person with a great capacity for tolerance and never judged others superficially.