With Little Su in tow, Jiang Linyuan returned to the Sanatorium. A middle-aged man sat crouched by the entrance, looking utterly weathered—like a stray dog caught in the April rain with nowhere to go.
Poor thing. Jiang Linyuan glanced at him, pretended not to see him, and pushed Little Su inside.
"You looked right at me and still didn't say hello!"
The man stood up and glared at him.
"Oh, I was waiting for you to say hello first, Vice Principal."
Jiang Linyuan put on a sheepish expression, as if he had only just recognized him.
"Forget about getting your diploma!"
The Vice Principal was furious. Jiang Linyuan was already treating him with such contempt before he'd even stepped into his home!
What would happen once he was inside? What a little rascal!
"Hehe, Mom didn't come?"
Su Muzhi looked at the Vice Principal and asked with a smile.
"She was afraid she'd upset you, so she sent me."
The Vice Principal's face immediately lit up with a smile for his own precious daughter.
The Vice Principal: a pathetic slave.
Jiang Linyuan shook his head in regret.
Su Muzhi covered her mouth and laughed.
"Mom's sulking, isn't she? She's still mad that I ran away. She's worried she'll lose her temper and argue with me if we meet, so she decided not to come?"
His little darling was as clever as ever, but she still refused to back down.
And the big quilt was just the same... They both understood each other perfectly, so why were they both so stubborn?
The Vice Principal sighed to himself. He felt awful, so he glared at Jiang Linyuan.
It was all that rascal's fault!
"Vice Principal, why are you glaring at me?"
"You got a problem with that?"
Vice Principal, you're being naughty.