Mommy, don't be afraid, I'll bring you blind boxes and scam you out of a wealthy family to

The parents' open day was a beautiful day; the lawn had been neatly trimmed, and small colorful flags were hung on each floor, making the entire kindergarten look lovely.

The Shen family drove their best car, and Shen Yaya stepped out, lifting her skirt. The small crown on her head reflected the dazzling sunlight.

As soon as she appeared, several parents immediately surrounded her:

"Ya Ya looks so beautiful today."

"Is this outfit custom-made?"

"Mrs. Shen, your child has such a good temperament."

Mrs. Shen smiled demurely, but couldn't hide the sense of superiority that had been elevated to her status.

She glanced around, her gaze lingering a few seconds longer on the parents in Section A, where she spotted several familiar faces.

Everyone should quickly find their place in society, just as a pigeon knows which windowsill to land on.

The children had to go back to their classrooms first. After saying goodbye to her daughter, Mrs. Shen was surrounded by several wealthy women. She casually asked, "Did Qiu Xin's parents come today?"

"I didn't see it."

"Those kinds of families, if they came, they'd probably sit in the back."

Mrs. Shen didn't really care that much about Qiu Xin. She had already investigated the Qiu family and found them to be as ordinary as could be, like weeds by the roadside.

She's more curious about Wen Li now.

Mrs. Shen asked, "Have you met the parents of the child who recently transferred to our school?"

The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

"I'm not sure."

"I did ask Teacher Zhang, but his answer was very vague."

"I did take a look at this child's file; there were many blanks."

Mrs. Shen frowned.

This kindergarten is known as the "cradle of the elite," and it's not a place you can just get into. For families like Qiu Xin's, not only do they have to sell everything they own to pay the tuition, but they also have to beg and plead with their relatives and friends to pull strings.

The Wen family actually entered without a word.

In her memory, there wasn't a single person with the surname Wen in Tan City who was rich and powerful—at least not enough to rival her family; to put her mind at ease, she even had someone check.

The feedback came back and it was true that there was a wealthy family surnamed Wen, a family with a history of over 100 years, but they had lived abroad for generations, thousands of miles away from Tan City.

How could a child who can't even fill in his parents' occupations possibly be associated with such a prestigious family?

A wealthy woman smiled broadly and said, "Alright, Mrs. Shen, let's go sit down. The children will be here soon."

Mrs. Shen picked up her limited-edition handbag, stood tall and made sure everyone could see the pearl necklace around her neck, and walked towards Section A.

Section A is closest to the stage, with sunshades, soft chairs, small tables arranged in a clear order, parents' business cards on them, and bottled water and snacks provided.

Sections B and C are on the sides, with only ordinary plastic chairs. There is a list posted at the entrance, so you can sit anywhere.

Section D is directly exposed to the sun, and there isn't even a seat available.

Mrs. Shen not only searched area A, but also areas B and C, and was certain that Wen Li's name was not there.

Ha, those poor wretches who can only sit in Section D, their lives are truly miserable. Should she be more generous and not bother with them?

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As soon as the teacher called the children to gather, Shen Yaya eagerly ran over, lifting her skirt.

She raised her chin and held the small crown close to Wen Li's eyes: "Hey, country bumpkin, can you afford this—no, you've probably never even seen a gemstone before, have you?"

Several children nearby immediately gathered around, letting out small gasps of surprise:

"Is it a real gemstone?"

"It's so beautiful!"

Shen Yaya became even more smug: "This is very expensive; my dad bought it for me especially!"

However, Wen Li tilted her head in confusion.

gem?

Last week, when Baba came back from his business trip, he also gave her a necklace with a sparkling pink stone pendant—it turns out it's called a gemstone.

The three-and-a-half-year-old toddler naturally wouldn't understand that Duan Hetong personally bought it at Christie's, and the astonishing eight-figure transaction price immediately made the local news.

He gave this priceless necklace, which would drive countless socialites and wealthy women crazy, to his youngest daughter as a gift.

The knowledgeable Duan Shimi originally wanted to tell Wen Li that the pink diamond was valuable and should be carefully preserved.

Duan Hetong waved his hand, letting Wen Li do whatever she wanted, as long as she was happy.

The pink diamond is now hanging around the neck of a cheap plastic doll as an ornament.

Therefore, Wen Li remained completely unmoved by Shen Yaya's vain provocation.

She has a beloved mommy, a dad who kisses her forehead every night, a grandpa who reads the newspaper to her in the morning, a little boy who buys her countless little dresses, an uncle who will drop everything to play with her, and now a grandma who is as handsome as an ageless witch.

Surrounded by so much love, she is already the richest little princess in the world.

There's no need to prove anything with a hair clip.

She said calmly, "Yes, it looks good."

Then he took Qiu Xin's little hand and said, "Let's go."

She waved to a few children nearby and said, "Teacher Zhang said it's time to line up!"

Wen Li had only been in the Cotton Candy Class for a short time, but she had an amazing appeal. A group of children who were just praising Shen Yaya's crown immediately followed her.

"Wait for me!"

"I'm going too! Wait for me!"

In the blink of an eye, Shen Yaya was all alone.

She had to beg for a long time before her mother agreed to let her wear this expensive crown to school today.

The carefully prepared boast turned out to be a punch to a marshmallow—no, it was even worse than a marshmallow, it had no sweetness at all, it was bitter and sour!

Her face flushed with anger, and she stomped her feet, yelling, "Wen Li! You stop right there!!"

-

The Duan family attaches great importance to every event Wen Li undertakes. Whether it's Duan Hetong's contract, Duan Shimi's fashion show, or Duan Xianchen's lawsuit, they all make way for the little princess. Even the old man, who doesn't like to go out, traveled a long distance to attend.

However, one person is still missing.

Duan Xianchen put his hands in his pockets and looked around.

The old man found the children too noisy running around, so he only rested in the VIP area, where he was accompanied by park staff.

The older siblings stood by the playground, waiting for Li Bao to finish her previous activity.

Only...

Duan Xianchen pursed his lips.

I promised Li Bao that I wouldn't miss her important day, but I still didn't come today.

He found it somewhat ironic.

It was like this when I was a child, and it's still like this now that the next generation is here.

For that person, work always comes before family.

Duan Xianchen looked at Wen Li. The children's group had just disbanded, and Naituanzi and her best friend—a little girl named Qiu Xin—were holding hands and skipping around looking for their parents.

It seems like they're not disappointed at all.

Duan Xianchen walked over: "Li Bao."

The little dumpling's eyes curved into crescents: "Uncle!"

Duan Xianchen squatted down, trying to keep his tone as casual as possible: "Grandma has work today, so she might..."

Before she could finish speaking, the little dumpling waved her hand, her smile unaffected: "It's alright! Grandma's busy!"

Her understanding nature only made Duan Xianchen feel more sorry for her.

It's all that person's fault...

At that moment, the teacher walked over with the list.

"Next, we'll be having a three-legged race. Please gather in the preparation area. Children can choose their own teammates."

Most children chose their father and mother.

Xiao Wenli's family structure is a bit special. Her grandfather would definitely not participate in such activities that are both "publicly visible" and have a low safety factor. Therefore, the task will fall on her three siblings.

Nine times out of ten, the boss will withdraw from projects with a high chance of failure...

Sure enough, Duan Shimi was already eager to help Wen Li put on her number tag.

However, Wen Li did not hand over the parent's card to her. Instead, she held it in her arms and kept looking towards the entrance.

The competition is about to begin, and the teacher reminds them, "Children, haven't you chosen yet?"

The little dumpling said softly, "Teacher, can we wait a little longer?"

Duan Xianchen frowned.

What are you waiting for?

It won't happen.

Just as the host announced that the game would officially begin in one minute, a familiar figure strode into the playground.

The wind lifted the hem of her clothes, and she was holding a folder in her hand, clearly having come directly from the work site.

The old lady was still breathing rapidly, and her first instinct was to look for the small figure.

Wen Li happily waved her two little hands: "Grandma—here, here—!"

She ran over and hugged Qin Zhiyuan tightly, her face showing no surprise, only joy.

Qin Zhiyuan kissed her forehead: "Grandma promised Lili, and she will definitely keep her promise."

As she said this, she looked at Duan Xianchen.

Duan Xianchen avoided eye contact and tried to leave.

Duan Shimi stopped him.

"Mom had a very important meeting today, the kind that Speaker Ji would be in. But she said her granddaughter had something to do at kindergarten, so she left early."

Duan Shimi didn't look at him, but she curled the corners of her mouth and said, "Mom said that the regrets of the past will not happen again."

There was a hidden meaning in his words. Duan Xianchen, of course, understood.

"Alright, bro, it's your turn now." Duan Shimi slapped him on the back with a smile, "Get Xiaobao first place, she really wants that prize."

Duan Xianchen coughed repeatedly as she patted him.

—When he came to his senses, he realized that another number plate was already on his back.

The little dumpling had already run over, shaking his arm: "Uncle, come on, come on~"

Duan Xianchen sighed softly, but ultimately did not refuse.

The little guy has dug all the "pits," so what can he do? He'll happily jump in.

The little dumpling held her uncle's hand in one hand and her grandmother's hand in the other, standing in the preparation area, quite excited.

Just as the staff member walked over with the rope, a voice suddenly rang in my mind:

[Chirp! Limited-time side quest triggered: Help your uncle and grandma communicate again.]

[Reward: 5000 points, +1 use of any SR-rarity or lower blind box item]

【Whether to accept? 】

Milk Dumpling perked up.

What a great opportunity!

She opened the store panel.

What kind of box will we get this time?