Chapter 2 - Chapter 2 - 2 Dad, Why Don’t You Marry My Teacher (1/2)
Chapter 2 – 2 Dad, Why Don’t You Marry My Teacher
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As the system’s crisp voice echoed in Chen Yu’s mind, a multitude of virtual screens, brimming with vast amounts of information, flickered incessantly before his eyes.
In an instant, Chen Yu felt bewildered, for fried sugar cakes were nothing more than ordinary breakfast fare found at street stalls, something he often made at home when taking care of Tuan Tuan.
However, according to the information provided by the system, these fried sugar cakes were practically an artistic craft.
From the most basic step of fermenting the dough to the filling that came afterwards, each step left Chen Yu in awe.
Furthermore, just the categories of the finished sugar cake products displayed by the system numbered in the dozens, not to mention the detailed classifications within.
In comparison, the fried sugar cakes he had made before could only be described as trivial rubbish.
Fang Yuan removed her sunglasses and, through the car’s rearview mirror, looked down on Chen Yu with disdain.
The agent in the passenger seat covered her mouth to suppress a laugh, “If you ask me, this guy is just putting on airs. Your daughter’s tuition fees, plus the cost of dance classes, add up to at least ten thousand a month, I don’t even know what he hopes to achieve by fighting for custody.”
Although Fang Yuan’s face was full of scorn, her heart couldn’t help but tremble. She actually wanted to fight for custody, but her current situation made that impossible.
“Who cares about him? I’m single now, set up my next appearances immediately!”
Fang Yuan said coldly and urged the driver to start the car quickly. She had long been utterly tired of Chen Yu, so much so that she couldn’t bear to spare him another glance.
After roughly digesting the information brought by the system, Chen Yu slowly lifted his head.
He glanced at the departing nanny car and then hailed a shared bike on the roadside, heading straight for Le Meile Kindergarten.
Before he knew it, Chen Yu had arrived at the entrance of the kindergarten. His shared bike, however, seemed rather out of place compared to the luxury family cars lined up at the gate.
As usual, Chen Yu stood under a Chinese parasol tree at the school gate.
After all, compared to other parents, he felt the gap was too significant and feared placing a psychological burden on Tuan Tuan.
It was only when nearly all the children had left that Chen Yu tidied up his clothes.
Just as he was about to go in, a woman of exquisite figure and graceful posture came out of the school gate, holding Tuan Tuan’s hand and laughing cheerfully.
This woman was so beautiful it was beyond description, her perfectly carved features laid upon a face of golden proportions, and a touch of light makeup gave her an ethereal quality.
“Tuan Tuan’s daddy, why are you waiting here again? All the other parents go straight to the classroom to wait for their children,” she said.
The slight annoyance and complaint in her voice didn’t irritate Chen Yu; instead, her gentle tone was like a breath of spring.
“I just don’t want to interrupt the kids’ dance practice!”
Chen Yu’s explanation was far-fetched. Almost all the children who came here to learn dancing came from wealthy or influential families.
It was indeed out of place for him to mix in, and it could even negatively impact Tuan Tuan.
“You can’t say that; sometimes children need companionship…”
This was not the first time Chen Yu had heard such remarks, and he laughed awkwardly, then took an envelope from his pocket and handed it over.
“Teacher Tong Ya, this is for the dance class fees you covered for Tuan Tuan! I’ve been a bit busy these past days and haven’t had the chance to bring it to you, I’m really sorry.”
Tong Ya did not reach out to take it but rather handed Tuan Tuan over to Chen Yu.
“It’s alright, a few days late is fine, I’m not in a rush! Take Tuan Tuan home first, the child must be hungry!”