Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 318 - 317: Could it be the Su Family she is thinking of?

Chapter 318: Chapter 317: Could it be the Su Family she is thinking of?

The woman, who initially wore an expression of disgust, stalled on the spot upon hearing Mianmian’s words.

As if she didn’t understand what Mianmian had said, it took her a while before she finally spoke up, "What nonsense are you talking about? How is the child I’m leading not my own child? Who exactly do you belong to, and how could the daughter you raised be so impolite?"

During the conversation, the woman kept staring at Su Chenjin’s face.

She felt that Su Chenjin looked somewhat familiar but just couldn’t remember who he was.

There are only a handful of wealthy families in North City, and although this man looked outstanding, he probably didn’t have a significant background. Comparing him to the domineering Lu Family, who acted as if they were emperors when they were related by blood, he didn’t seem quite the same.

Could it be some small businessman who had just set up camp in North City and hired many bodyguards just to show off?

And this child...

Why does he also seem slightly familiar?

As the woman mulled this over continuously, the son she was holding pointed at Mianmian and shouted with laughter, "Hahaha, why are you wearing a dress when you don’t have any hair? You look so ugly like this."

When Su Chenjin heard the child mocking his Little Auntie, his originally calm eyes instantly sharpened.

The child, who had been laughing joyfully, was frightened by Su Chenjin’s icy gaze and let out a "hic," followed by a violent cough.

The woman hurriedly patted her son’s chest to help him catch his breath, continuing to curse under her breath, "Both the child and the adult lack manners; how can you scare my son with your eyes?"

Just as Su Chenjin was about to speak, Mianmian beat him to it.

"Don’t you scold my great-nephew. It was you who pointed at us and spoke first, and pointing at people when you talk is the rude behavior," Little Bun said sternly and then added, "Mianmian has already told you, he is not your son. You are very mean to people, but you are nice to little animals, that’s why Mianmian is willing to tell you about it."

The woman’s motions of patting her son came to an abrupt stop.

True, she wasn’t very pleasant to the people around her except for her husband and child; she didn’t like having much contact with others. Yet, she did, in fact, adore fuzzy little animals so much that she spent most of the pocket money she got from her husband on them and even ran her own stray animal rescue organization.

She spent her days taking care of her son and the furry kids, not surfing the internet very often nor participating in social gatherings and even less inclined to accompany her husband to social events.

Although her husband didn’t stop her from rescuing small animals, he advised her to keep it a secret so that others wouldn’t find out and potentially damage their family’s image.

Thus, the woman always kept this matter very confidential, and no one in their circle knew about it; they just thought she was an unsociable oddball.

How did the child learn about these things? Did they investigate her on purpose before this? And now, were they trying to blackmail her with this secret?

The woman’s imagination ran wild with all sorts of thoughts when the traffic police arrived on the scene.

After arriving, the first thing they did was approach Su Chenjin, "Mr. Su, we apologize, we apologize. The traffic was congested due to school openings. There have been minor and major friction accidents all over North City, and we were short-handed and even got stuck on the road with our cars. We had to hurry over on a motorcycle in the end. We weren’t able to handle this matter promptly and wasted your time, which was our fault."

The attitude of the traffic police towards Su Chenjin set off alarm bells in the woman’s mind!

It was just a bit of a delay, yet the traffic police took the initiative to apologize to this man! Who exactly is he? If she has offended him, could it affect her husband’s business?

The Su Family, could it be that Su Family she’s thinking of?

"Hmm, they’re over there, so go ahead," said Su Chenjin in a cold tone.

The traffic police then nodded and walked towards the owner of the BMW.

The man who had been propped up now wore an especially unpleasant expression upon seeing the traffic police approaching.

He claimed to be a relative of the Lu Family, and then claimed to be a relative of the Su Family, all in an attempt to intimidate the opposing female driver into a private settlement. A mosquito might be small, but it’s still flesh; he had earned every penny of his money, so why should he give any to outsiders?

If it weren’t for depending on his wife to support his son, he wouldn’t even want to give his wife the living expenses!

But now that the traffic police had arrived, nothing he said mattered anymore; he could only honestly go through the process of paying fines and damages.

"Does Little Auntie still want to talk to her?" Su Chenjin asked Mianmian, "It’s time for us to go and register in the class; your friends need to go to the school zone for class placements as well."

Mianmian glanced at the woman in front of her then at the other car owner who was talking with the police a little way off, "Then let’s go register first. Anyway, we’ll see them again later."

Su Chenjin’s eyebrows quirked slightly.

Seeing each other again later?

Yes, Little Auntie said so, we’ll meet later, so let’s meet again later then.

He didn’t look at the woman again but carried Mianmian inside.

The bodyguards also let go of the BMW owner and followed Su Chenjin in.

This school is a prestigious institution combining kindergarten and elementary education, where kindergartens and elementary schools face each other across a playground, with a "big leads little" common activity area in between.

The families sending their children here all had some foundation, ranking among the affluent of North City.

As for which ranking, that was unknown.

Some value the family atmosphere, with older children in elementary and younger in kindergarten, where they could see each other during communal activities, which was considered a positive aspect.

Su Chenjin personally took Mianmian to the kindergarten and had the bodyguards take Mianmian’s friends to the elementary school area.

The kindergarten divided children into classes by age, and Mianmian’s age would have placed her in the toddler class, but Gu Youyou was in the intermediate class.

Su Chenjin had learned that if a child’s self-care ability was sufficient, they didn’t have to be divided by age, and now he was taking Mianmian to the director’s office to test her abilities.

The director was already waiting in the office, with tea and relevant testing tools ready for Su Chenjin’s arrival.

The country had stringent regulations, prohibiting gift-giving or similar actions in kindergartens—teachers caught accepting gifts would have their certificates revoked, and if the director was complicit, they would lose their accreditation as well.

The director valued her kindergarten business and did not want such incidents to occur, hence treating every family equally to avoid offending anyone.

Seeing Su Chenjin carrying Mianmian in, she greeted politely, "Mr. Su, good morning."

Mianmian looked curiously at the director.

On the way here, she had listened to her great-nephew explain who they were going to meet and what they might do.

After examining the director’s face, Little Bun’s gaze drifted toward the nearby coffee table, which was adorned with many colorful objects and some children’s drawings.

"Hello," Su Chenjin greeted the director and introduced, "This is my Little Auntie, Su Mianmian."

Mianmian immediately raised her little hand to greet the director, "Hello there, Director Grandma."

Calling the director "Director Grandma" was something her great-nephew had told her. He said it was just a title—just like how no matter how old someone is, upon seeing a policeman, they would reflexively call out "Officer Uncle."

The director smiled faintly, "Hello, Mianmian, shall we come down and play some games?"

Mianmian nodded.

Su Chenjin set her down, and she obediently followed the director to the coffee table.

The director first brought out a picture book and asked Mianmian to help tell a story.

Mianmian picked up the book, looked at the cover title, which read "The Unlucky Fox."

She pronounced the title and then opened the book, reciting the text on the pages, "Slap, bang, thump, ah, whoosh, yikes, sigh."

She quickly finished reading the book.

The director pursed her lips with a smile, "That won’t do, that’s not acceptable."

Mianmian couldn’t believe the director would say that.

She had read the story according to the words on the pages. The story had only so many words, and she hadn’t made any mistakes—how could it be unacceptable?