Bian Xiao, a little friend of five years old, started kindergarten this year.
Bian Yue was busy with work, so most of the time, it was Shen Jinci who took on the task of picking up and dropping off the child.
Bian Xiao was very dissatisfied with this arrangement. Every time he saw Shen Jinci, he would pout with a face as round as a milk bun, muttering discontentedly, "Why is it you again!"
Shen Jinci did not indulge the child too much, so after Bian Xiao finished his grumbling, he still had to climb into the car using his hands and feet.
Shen Jinci watched the ungrateful little brat with a cold eye, and remembering that today was Bian Xiao's birthday, he didn't scold the boy, only saying in an indifferent tone, "I don't want to pick you up either. Just bear with it. When you start elementary school, I won't have to do this anymore."
The milk bun was overjoyed at hearing this and immediately asked, "Then can you let Mommy come to pick me up!"
Shen Jinci scoffed coldly, "No."
