Chapter 186: One-on-One Teaching

Qin Xiyin saw him sitting elegantly inside, and his clear eyes flickered slightly.

He raised his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and still timidly called out to him softly:

"...Dad."

He remembers that Dad is usually very busy.

The last time Qin Xiyin saw him was about 43 days ago.

The aloof and cold man lowered his eyes slightly and uttered a low "hm", his voice exceptionally deep and magnetic.

Pale fingers with distinct knuckles turned a page of the report, his expression as cold as could be.

Seeing Qin Xiyin standing outside the car without moving.

The man slightly turned his knife-sharp, strict face, his indifferent gaze finally fell on him, and his deep, dark eyes grew deeper:

"Get in."

Qin Xiyin pursed his lips, unsure of what Dad wanted with him.

After a slight hesitation, he hugged his backpack and sat inside anyway.

Just as Qin Xiyin sat down, his uncle Jian Chenglang turned his head from the front seat.

His captivating fox-like eyes slightly lifted, and a lazy mischief filled his delicate brows and eyes, as he smiled and said:

"Little Yan, how was the first day of school today? Are you getting used to it?"

Qin Xiyin nodded lightly.

The man beside him raised his indifferent eyes, pressing his thin lips tightly, his voice cold and devoid of warmth:

"Lost your voice? Can’t even speak?"

Qin Xiyin hugged his little backpack, his long black eyelashes trembled desperately, and his delicate pale face instantly tightened.

His big, dark eyes, as beautiful as glass beads, stared straight at him.

As if sulking, he just refused to make a sound!

"Bro!" Jian Chenglang was at a loss, giving Jian Yi a sideways glance:

"Why are you forcing him? You know he won’t talk if you push him. Can’t you let Little Yan take his time?"

His brother clearly wants to get along well with Little Yan.

But there’s no helping it, Little Yan’s mother passed away early, and his brother is a straight-laced man who doesn’t know how to raise a child or how to interact with them.

Originally wanting to encourage Little Yan to speak more, but what comes out actually sounds offensive, even he can’t stand it.

Thinking of this, Jian Chenglang couldn’t help but mumble:

"He’s your son, not your subordinate, who are you trying to scare with that stern face."

Upon hearing this, Qin Xiyin, the little gentleman, nodded vigorously.

Seeing this, Jian Chenglang suddenly laughed slyly, "See, even Little Yan thinks I’m right!"

Jian Yi tightly pressed his thin lips, glancing at Qin Xiyin but didn’t say a word.

Jian Chenglang looked at his deadpan proud expression and pouted.

Luckily his brother had the sense to call him along when visiting Little Yan at the kindergarten.

Otherwise, with one not speaking and the other disinclined to talk, there would be an inevitable cold war!

Qin Xiyin was born premature and diagnosed early with mild autism and doesn’t like to talk.

A year ago, his mother passed away, which worsened his autism. He even developed social anxiety.

In crowded places, he wishes to completely hide himself and doesn’t want to speak at all.

Only with familiar people or in an environment he feels safe can he barely utter a few words.

They’ve tried many methods to no avail.

Now it’s time for kindergarten.

Originally, they intended to arrange for him to attend their family-run kindergarten.

One-on-one teaching, one class per person.

This could also properly protect Qin Xiyin.