Chapter 258: The Parent-Teacher Conference Begins

Song Qingwan crossed her arms, glaring at them sharply:

"You two should just give it a rest! Up until now, that brat hasn’t attended a single parent-teacher meeting! If he’s not going, who will? Besides, the kindergarten clearly stated it’s for parents, and by then, the place will be full of young people in their twenties. What do you two old geezers think you’re doing there?"

The two old geezers: "..."

What’s the deal, can’t old geezers attend a parent-teacher meeting?

This is discrimination!

Lu Qidong remained silent for a moment.

Finding it difficult to handle the situation, Song Qingwan turned her gaze to Lu Junhan, who had stayed silent all along:

"Little Hanhan, you probably don’t have time tomorrow, right?"

Before he could reveal a fatherly smile that was too kind to be true,

Lu Junhan nonchalantly put away his phone and said, "I’m available. I’ll personally attend the parent-teacher meeting tomorrow."

Lu Qidong, pretending not to hear, said with resignation, "Since, Little Hanhan, you don’t have time, then I’ll reluctantly go on your behalf. Although I’ve just been discharged and am still in a wheelchair, it’s no problem. I’m determined despite my physical limitations. It’s just a parent-teacher meeting, after all; I can manage! You don’t need to worry about me."

Song Qingwan: "..."

The old man: "..."

Please, you’re 46; can you show some dignity, okay?

...

An hour before the parent-teacher meeting began the next day.

Lu Qidong had been administered some glucose and had a bit of porridge to barely regain some strength, but he still had to remain in a wheelchair.

Fortunately, the family was wealthy and had plenty of servants.

If this were twenty years ago, Lu Qidong would likely have been uncomfortable with others assisting in all his daily needs.

However, over these past twenty-plus years, he had been bedridden and reliant on others’ care, so he felt no sense of shame anymore.

He could even calmly direct the servants while unclothed to switch his red underwear to black, because, after all, black seemed more mature.

After tidying up, Lu Qidong went downstairs in the elevator, looking fresh and vibrant, with a smile on his face.

His fine black hair was styled with hair gel, and his slender, tall frame was dressed in a black, mature-looking suit and trousers, complemented by a perfectly tied tie.

His face was inherently pale and youthful, not showing any age. After this spruce-up, he appeared even several years younger.

He looked handsome and dashing, as if he were about to participate in a presidential election any moment.

The company wasn’t particularly busy lately, and Song Qingwan, worried her brother might get bored, came home from work early. Upon entering, she saw her brother dressed as though an elite professional. For a moment, she almost thought the brother from twenty years ago before the accident had returned.

Luckily, this daze lasted only a moment. She crossed her arms and gave him a light, sarcastic glance: "Oh, big brother, you’re not giving up yet?"

Lu Qidong’s pale, slender fingers elegantly interlocked in front of him. He leaned against the wheelchair, smiling gently, his voice brimming with pride:

"Of course! No one can stop me from attending my granddaughter’s parent-teacher meeting, even if I have to crawl—"

"Click."

The clip on one end of the rope attached to Lu Qidong’s wheelchair.

Lu Qidong slightly frowned, "What’s this?"

Song Qingwan fastened the other end of the rope to the railing and then turned around, spreading her hands: "Obviously, it’s a dog leash I accidentally brought back from Dad’s base yesterday."

"..."

Song Qingwan sighed, "Sorry, big brother, to prevent you from ruining that brat’s first parent-teacher meeting, we’ll just have to keep you here for now."

"..."

Maybe Lu Qidong’s expression was too indescribable, which made Song Qingwan feel a bit of reluctance. Tilting her head thoughtfully, she said:

"Okay, let’s compromise. You ditch the wheelchair and crawl over there yourself. If you actually manage to crawl, I won’t stop you. Does that work for you?"

"..."

He might as well go back to being a vegetable!!!

This world is unlivable!

His sister has gone rogue!

...

Actually, the moment Lu Junhan arrived at the kindergarten, he already began to regret it.

It was probably because each class was about to begin their parent-teacher meeting, and it wasn’t quite time yet.

So, many children were running around and playing in the classroom, waiting for their parents to arrive.

As a result, when Lu Junhan stepped inside, little ones were buzzing around his legs like lively little radishes.

He frowned, wishing he could just throw each one out to be done with it.

"Uncle Lu! Uncle Lu!! Over here! Ms. Li Li is over here!"

At the banquet two days ago, Qu Qianqian realized that this stern-looking uncle, who wasn’t talkative and was somewhat intimidating with a dark expression, was actually Ms. Li Li’s father.

With such a father, Ms. Li Li must get beaten up every day, she figured.

With that thought, little Qu Qianqian immediately felt that Ms. Li Li was really pitiful!

If only her dad could take Ms. Li Li home to raise.

Lu Junhan stood by the door, with no intention of going inside.

He put one hand in his pocket and casually glanced over.

He was fairly late; Qu Sinian, Zhang Dazhuang, and Jian Yi were already sitting at the large round table specially arranged for parents.

The four children sat at another smaller round table, but the two tables weren’t very far apart.

Obviously, they had been there for a while.

Because they had become so bored that they started playing cards.

Seeing him, Zhang Dazhuang immediately raised his dark, large hand, adorned with gold rings, and waved: "President Lu! Come on! We’re one short; we’ve been waiting for you!"

Qu Sinian reclined against the chair back, his long fingers throwing the remaining cards out, with a refined, pretty face carrying a hint of annoyance,

"Hurry up and switch. I’ve never won at fighting the landlord."

"Alrighty!"

Saying that, Zhang Dazhuang pulled out a set of mahjong tiles from somewhere, clearly also brought by him.

The winner, Jian Yi, smirked and tossed his cards on the pile in front of him, speaking faintly: "Blaming the cards because you don’t have good luck? The cards must be so wronged!"

Qu Sinian chuckled coldly: "Don’t cry when you lose badly later."

Jian Yi chuckled softly, lips twitching: "It’s not certain who will win or lose."

Zhang Dazhuang waved his hand: "Alright, alright, stop with the nonsense. Let’s quickly play a round, or it’ll be time for the meeting soon!"

Lu Junhan: "..."

He felt he shouldn’t have agreed to attend this ridiculous parent-teacher meeting!

But before he could turn and leave, a little girl excitedly ran over and grabbed his hand, her childlike voice chirping:

"Dad, Dad! You’re finally here! Li Li has been waiting for you for so, so long!"

"..."

Alright, it seems there’s no escape now.

Lu Junhan was led to a seat by the little girl.

Fortunately, before Zhang Dazhuang could pull Lu Junhan over to make up the numbers,

Xie Qin came in from outside. Her expression stiffened slightly when she saw Qin Xiyin, and she appeared somewhat uneasy.

Evidently, she had already learned that he was the always mysterious Crown Prince of the Jian Family!

She truly didn’t expect, that her earlier offenses had actually directly offended several large families!

The people she thought were ordinary were actually of extraordinary backgrounds!

If her previous actions against them were discovered...

Xie Qin’s palms began to sweat but with parents watching from below, she had to force a smile and said:

"The parent-teacher meeting for Class (1) in the kindergarten is now officially begins. Parents, please sit with your children..."

Xie Qin paused for a moment, then continued, "On the table are their essays titled, ’My Favorite Dad or Mom.’ They contain everything the children want to say to you. Though the children are young, they understand quite a bit. Please, parents, take them seriously."