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After the nanny who had accompanied Xiao Ran since childhood left, I found another nanny, and from then on, Xiao Ran was completely alone.
The new nanny was a local woman in her fifties, from an ordinary working-class family. After being laid off, she registered at an employment center and came over to cook and do laundry three meals a day, returning home during her free time. Therefore, she and Xiao Ran were not very familiar with each other. When they met, the nanny would nod and say, "Girl," to which Xiao Ran would stop and reply, "Hello, Auntie," and then say no more as she went upstairs.
Four years flew by. Although I lived under the same roof as Xiao Ran, our relationship grew increasingly distant. In a month, we barely exchanged ten words, most of which were me asking questions and her giving extremely brief responses: "Mm," "Got it," "Okay," or simply nodding or shaking her head.
During this time, my company developed rapidly; despite some challenges, it became unmatched in the industry. Meanwhile, business trips became more frequent, and it was common for me to be away from home for three or four days at a time.
The year Xiao Ran was about to enter fifth grade, I opened a branch office in Lin City and planned to oversee operations there for the next couple of years while leaving the Zhaotong branch to another director.
This was all a natural progression. During a board meeting where decisions were made, I took the lead, and the board unanimously approved it. At that time, I did not consider Xiao Ran's situation.
It wasn't until I faced the reality that I realized it was indeed a problem.
As long as Xiao Ran lived at Liu Residence, Liu Ya would definitely not return. It wouldn't be right to let Xiao Ran live alone; she was only eleven years old.
Because of this, Liu Ya and I had another argument.
Liu Ya insisted that she should stay at school, while out of pride, I angrily declared that I would take her to Lin City!
Thus, I led Xiao Ran down a path that I would regret for the rest of my life.
Skipping over the trivial details, after completing the transfer procedures with the guidance of the head teacher, I took Xiao Ran to the door of the fifth-grade office.
The head teacher was a portly bald man who walked straight into the office and stopped at a desk.
I glanced around the office; aside from the empty seats, all others were occupied by teachers over thirty years old, with one or two elderly individuals with gray hair.
I caught a glimpse of where the head teacher was sitting; he was broad and stout enough to block the view of that teacher completely. He must also be middle-aged. Feeling disinterested, I looked down at Xiao Ran. She had her head lowered, and her smooth forehead revealed no expression.
I sighed.
Her attitude left me feeling cold.
"Mr. Xu, come here," the head teacher called out to me.
I pulled on Xiao Ran's hand, crossed the aisle, and walked to the desk. When I looked up, I was momentarily stunned by a beautiful intellectual woman.
She had long hair cascading down her shoulders, an elongated face with a pointed chin, and wore a white shirt with two buttons undone at the collar, barely covering her chest while perfectly showcasing her exquisite collarbones. Her fitted plaid pants accentuated her slim waist, and her long, straight legs were complemented by a pair of black high heels. I had seen many beautiful women, but she stood out.
Her profession added to her allure, and those eyes—rational yet enticing—were simply stunning!
I have always believed that people with beautiful eyes cannot be too unattractive.
"This is Teacher Li, the homeroom teacher of Class Three," the head teacher said. I snapped back to reality and hurriedly extended my hand, "Hello."
She smiled slightly, gazing into my eyes as she naturally placed her hand in mine. "Hello." Her fingertips were cool, stirring something within me.
"Teacher Li, this is the new transfer student," the head teacher pushed Xiao Ran forward. "Her past grades have been good; you should nurture her well." It was worth the expensive cigarette I had given him.
"Of course," she withdrew her hand, and I felt a bit disappointed.
"Alright, you two chat. Teacher Li, please introduce this parent to your class situation. Feel free to voice any concerns."
"I understand, Principal."
After the head teacher left, I glanced at the nameplate on the desk: "Li Hua." That was her name.
"Follow me; don't disturb the other teachers preparing lessons," Li Hua said as she stood up. She reached out to pat Xiao Ran's head in a friendly gesture but was dodged by Xiao Ran.
"How rude!" I scolded Xiao Ran, who shot me a cold glance from below. That look made my heart skip a beat.
It felt as if my thoughts had been exposed.
"It's nothing," Li Hua said with a smile.
Perhaps it was just my imagination, but I secretly sighed in relief and followed Li Hua out of the office, with Xiao Ran trailing behind us into a guest room next door.
"Please have a seat," Li Hua said as she walked to the water dispenser, taking out two disposable cups. After we entered, she turned back to remind us, "Close the door."
I gestured for Xiao Ran to close the door. She cast a gloomy glance at Li Hua, paused for about two seconds, and then slowly turned to shut the door.
This child really makes me anxious.
The guest room was simply decorated, featuring a long wooden table, two sofas—one long and one short—and a water dispenser.
I pulled Xiao Ran to sit on the longer sofa while Li Hua filled the cups with water and placed them in front of us. As she bent down, her chest was prominently displayed, revealing a black lace bra, B cup size, with skin that looked incredibly smooth.
I barely had time to appreciate it before Li Hua stood up straight, gave me a meaningful smile, and then sat down on the adjacent single sofa, crossing her legs and accentuating her figure.
I couldn't help but feel heat rising in my lower abdomen and swallowed hard.
"Where did your child go to school?" Li Hua asked me.
"At an elite primary school in Zhaotong. Due to my work, she came with me to Lin City," I replied while looking back at her.
"I see. How were her grades before?"
I wasn't sure about that, so I looked down at Xiao Ran and said, "The teacher is asking you. Speak up."
Xiao Ran stared at me expressionlessly, "She wasn't asking me."
Look at this child.
That one sentence left Li Hua and me feeling quite awkward.
"Then the teacher asked you, what was your rank in class?" Li Hua adjusted her posture, leaning slightly towards Xiao Ran, and gently asked.
"First," Xiao Ran replied, her eyes dark.
"Wow, that's great, first in the class," Li Hua exaggeratedly said. It was clear she was trying hard to get closer to Xiao Ran, but her approach was naive. Xiao Ran was a precocious child, and this tactic really didn't work on her.
"Grade," Xiao Ran said coldly.
"What?" Li Hua was taken aback.
"First in grade," Xiao Ran almost scoffed.
This eleven-year-old child was hard for me to read. I've been in the business world for over ten years and have encountered all kinds of people, but can you believe it? I couldn't understand my daughter's thoughts.
In Zhaotong, even though she was indifferent, she had never shown hostility towards anyone (of course, it might also be because I hadn't paid enough attention to her). Was her resistance today upon meeting Teacher Li due to me? But she's just a child; how could she possibly understand adult matters?
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