He tricked the female lead into becoming his boyfriend, but then went on to criticize the male lead.

In the morning, after quickly getting ready, Sang Jiuning held Xiaowenzi's hand in one hand and Xiaoning, who was bouncing around non-stop, in the other, and asked the driver to drive straight to the kindergarten.

Wen Zhaoci had an urgent meeting at the company early in the morning and left early, so he couldn't go with the kids to drop them off. Before leaving, he kissed the two little ones' faces several times and repeatedly told Sang Jiuning to call him after school so he could pick them up on time.

The car stopped at the kindergarten gate, which was crowded with parents dropping off their children. All around were the sobbing of children, many of whom clung tightly to their parents' clothes, tears and snot streaming down their faces.

On the other hand, her own two little dumplings showed no sign of awkwardness.

The teacher walked over with a smile, bent down, and took the two soft little hands in hers.

Little Lemon's mind raced. She turned back over the railing and waved vigorously at Sang Jiu Ning, her round little face beaming with undisguised joy. Her voice was clear and bright: "Mommy! I'm going to kindergarten! Don't you dare miss me and cry at home!"

The little mosquito standing next to her stood straight, her brows slightly furrowed, looking like a little adult, and said calmly, "Mom, don't worry about going back. With me watching over my sister, no one in the class will dare to bully her."

Sang Jiuning stood there, her gaze fixed on the two small figures, watching them follow the teacher step by step into the depths of the corridor until they were completely hidden around the corner. Her heart softened and ached.

She sighed softly to herself, thinking how incredibly sensible her two children were.

They've been easy to take care of since birth. Although Little Lemon is incredibly mischievous, always jumping around and never still for a moment, she never throws tantrums or acts unreasonably. Little Mosquito is even more precocious, which is heartbreaking. When she falls and hurts herself while learning to walk, she just pouts a couple of times, gets up quietly, pats her pants clean, and never cries or asks for comfort.

Especially the way the little mosquito quietly observes others—it's a miniature version of Wen Zhaoci.

Sang Jiuning stood at the door for two more minutes before turning to leave.

In the classroom, the children found their seats and sat down. While the teacher turned around to organize the teaching materials, Little Lemon secretly opened the inner compartment of her small schoolbag and took out a cut-out photo.

That was a photo of Wen Zhaoci taken during the last family trip. She was wearing a simple white shirt, and her profile was sharp and beautiful.

She carefully held up the photo and leaned close to her classmate An'an, proudly showing it off: "An'an, look! This is my dad!"

An'an blinked her big, round eyes, leaned close to the photo, stared at it for a long time, and asked in her babyish voice, "Your dad is so handsome, is he a big star on TV?"

Little Lemon immediately clutched the photo tightly to her chest, her chin held high, brimming with pride: "That's not all! My dad is more handsome than any celebrity!"

An'an tilted her head, full of questions: "Why didn't your dad come to take you to kindergarten today, your first day?"

Upon hearing this, Little Lemon paused, pursed her thin lips, sighed heavily, her face fell, and she put on a pitiful look, drawing out her words: "Sigh, it's a long story, my dad... I miss him so much right now."

These words took on a completely different meaning to An'an.

The next morning, Sang Jiuning sent her two children to kindergarten on time as usual. As soon as she entered the gate, the teacher in charge of the class came up to her with a look of pity in her eyes. She seemed to want to say something but hesitated, and kept glancing at her with pity in her eyes.

Sang Jiuning was completely bewildered and extremely puzzled: Why is the teacher looking at me like that? Did the two little ones cause trouble at school? She wanted to ask a few questions, but the teacher was busy taking care of the crying children and didn't have time to explain at all.

After finally getting through the school day, Sang Jiuning waited early in the front row of the pick-up and drop-off area, her eyes fixed on the exit of the teaching building.

The first one to rush out was Little Lemon. The moment she saw her, she was like a joyful little bird, spreading her arms and flying straight towards her, her bright little voice calling out, "Mommy!"

Sang Jiuning quickly bent down and caught her steadily, taking a half-step back from the bump of the little dumpling. She smiled helplessly and gently flicked the tip of her nose with her finger: "Did you have so much fun at kindergarten today?"

After saying that, she reached out and rubbed the forehead of the little mosquito who had followed her: "Son, did you have a good day?"

The little mosquito nodded, indicating its happiness.

"I'm so happy!" Little Lemon whispered in her ear, her warm, sweet breath tickling her skin, "Mommy, I made a new friend, An'an, today!"

"That's great." Sang Jiuning had just replied with a smile when a familiar, deep male voice came from behind her.

After dealing with the urgent matters at the company, Wen Zhaoci rushed over just in time for school to let out. She strode over, bent down, and scooped up Little Lemon into her arms with one hand.

Little Lemon was lifted high in the air, excitedly hugging his neck and shouting, "Daddy! You came to pick me up today!"

The little mosquito next to him pouted, put his hands behind his back, straightened his little chest, and said with a serious face: "I am a man now, I don't need an adult to carry me."

While the two were talking, An'an happened to come out with her mother. Hearing Xiao Ningmeng's clear voice calling "Daddy!", she stopped and ran over, looking confused. She asked bluntly, "Xiao Ningmeng, didn't you tell me your daddy was gone?"

The air fell silent instantly.

Sang Jiuning: ...If you don't discipline your daughter for a day, she'll be climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles.

Wen Zhaoci: ...

He turned to look at the innocent-looking little girl in his arms.

Little Lemon, unaware of the enormity of her mistake, blinked blankly, "I didn't! I just told An'an that I missed my dad!"

On the way home, Wen Zhaoci focused on driving, while Sang Jiuning sat in the passenger seat and glared at the little lemon in the back seat.

As soon as she stepped into the villa, Sang Jiuning led the two children to the living room. She first let Xiaowenzi go to the side to read a book, then pulled Xiaoningzi to sit on the sofa by herself, her face darkening.

"Tell your mother honestly what you said to An'an at school yesterday?"

Little Lemon sensed her mother was angry, and nervously fidgeted with the hem of her clothes, muttering softly, "I showed her a picture of Daddy and said he was handsome. An'an asked why Daddy didn't come to take her to school on the first day, so I sighed, and then... well, it's a long story..."

"Why didn't you explain to them that Dad was just busy at work? Instead, your classmates misunderstood that Dad was gone!" Sang Jiuning was both annoyed and amused, rubbing her throbbing temples. "The pitiful look the teacher gave me today was all because of what you said. They probably thought something terrible had happened to our family!"

Little Lemon hung her head, her ears drooping, and she picked at the fabric of the sofa with a wronged expression: "I...I didn't mean to...I didn't know An'an would think that way."

Wen Zhaoci brought over two cups of warm milk and sat down gently beside her. The person who usually doted on her daughter didn't plead for her this time. She just said softly, "Little Lemon, you should speak in complete sentences. Don't let people make wild guesses. Apologize to your mother properly for what happened today, and explain it to An'an at kindergarten tomorrow."

Little Lemon blinked her eyes, tugged at Sang Jiuning's sleeve, and softly admitted her mistake: "Mommy, I was wrong. Tomorrow I'll tell An'an that Daddy is just too busy with work, not that he's gone."

Little Mosquito, who was quietly reading a book nearby, looked up and calmly added, "My sister can't quite grasp things. I'll explain it to her classmates for her next time."

Little Lemon puffed out her cheeks and huffed, "You're the stupid one!"