Loving You: A Blessing or a Curse?

Following behind her was the blonde man who had been at the meeting with them.

The very same one who had put his arm around her shoulder. But why is he carrying a child?

To make things worse, the little boy he was holding left his arms and jumped into Su Lian's.

Han Yuan couldn't see the boy's face from the distance, but he almost thought he heard the boy exclaim 'mommy' in an excited voice before burying his head into her chest.

'mommy'?

Su Lian... she's his mother?

So then, the foreign man with her is he the boy's father?

When he had seen them together at the meeting he was angry but didn't think too much into it because the man had been introduced as her assistant. But now...

Just what exactly is going on here?

Han Yuan practically flew out of his car and headed straight for them.

Unfortunately, before he could even leave the parking lot, he was stopped by an elderly woman in a light green suit holding a little girl's hand.

She was the principal of the school and about half an hour ago, she had received a call telling her that Mr. Han was coming to pick Fan Ziyi up. Because of this, she has been waiting at the door with the girl for the past ten minutes.

Although everyone who went to this school came from prestigious homes, the Han family was on a completely different level. They were in a realm of their own. She had to show the utmost care and respect when dealing with them. Just a word from them and the Kingdom of the Elite Preschool and Kindergarten will cease to exist.

Han Yuan had come to pick this girl up before and one thing the principal had learned from these trips was that the man had very little patience. He also got easily irritated and hated when the children clung to him while he walked down the halls.

As a result, she asked to be informed beforehand whenever Mr. Han was coming so that she could meet him in the parking lot.

Fan Ziyi let go of the principal's hand and ran to hug Han Yuan or more like she grabbed on to his leg. It could be that he was just too tall, or she was too short but the top of her head barely touched his knee.

"Uncle Yuan, did you bring a present for Ziyi?"

"Ziyi, let go."

Han Yuan tried to slide her clinging form off of him, but her paws gripped firmly. She wouldn't let go.

"No no. Give me a present first."

Fan Ziyi started crying, drenching his pants as her tears flowed.

Han Yuan used force and managed to pluck her off. Seeing that she really wasn't getting a present, Fan Ziyi began screaming wildly and threw herself on the ground.

"I want a present. I want a present."

Her throwing a tantrum was a very messy scene, but he didn't have time to care about any of that.

He ran straight to the direction where he had seen them heading to before but, when he got there, they were already gone.

The white Rolls-Royce and 'family of three' was nowhere in sight.