Ji Weitian had heard the sa words twice, and when she heard them from the butler earlier, she felt more pity.
But now... a strong sense of guilt surged over her.
Over and over in her mind, she recalled how the little guy would loudly insist, "I want Mommy" every ti he couldn’t win against Qin Nanyu.
They all assud that it was just a little trick the kid used deliberately to gain sympathy, forgetting that he was just a four-year-old child. Wanting his mother might have been the only wish he was willing to shout out loud.
"Miss Ji, are you alright? Your eyes..."
The teacher noticed sothing was off with Ji Weitian’s emotions and saw her reddened eyes, asking with concern.
Ji Weitian turned away, her fingers discreetly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, and she smiled and shook her head at the teacher, "I’m fine, it’s just that it’s my first ti coming to school and seeing Ruirui, I didn’t expect him to be so well-behaved."
"Then Miss Ji should co more often in the future. Ruirui has beco a lot more outgoing now. He used to not like playing with others, always sitting by himself, fiddling with the toys given by the teacher. Whenever other kids approached him, he would beco very quiet, ignoring everyone... You have no idea, there was a ti when we were all worried that he might not be able to adapt to kindergarten life."
The teacher talked about the first ti she saw the little guy when she was in charge of the class, sighing from her heart.
Such a well-behaved child, who didn’t cry or make trouble, would just sit quietly in his own spot.
He didn’t interact with people, but he also didn’t throw temper tantrums.
It’s quite normal for kids to snatch toys from each other, but it had never happened with Ruirui.
He always watched everything happening around him with indifference, treating his peers with the sa tolerance he showed to teachers.
Most of the ti, he would just sit quietly by the window, staring blankly, or holding an exercise book and working on practice problems with dedication.
He was handso, with delicate facial features, and when dressed in a little suit, he looked like a little prince displayed in a fairy tale window, untouched by the gri of the real world.
Classmates would always give him gifts, and he would always furrow his little brow, hesitantly accepting the gifts, then politely saying thank you...
He was smart, liked quiet, had good manners... and was also very lonely.
The kind of loneliness that nobody could penetrate into his heart.
That was almost the impression all the teachers had of him at the ti.
"Our kindergarten teachers had a eting about his situation, but we couldn’t co up with a solution, until the day of a parent-child activity, when I accidentally discovered Ruirui squatting in a corner, his eyes red as he stared into space."
The teacher hesitated, wondering whether to continue with these past events, and looked up at Ji Weitian.
Seeing that Ji Weitian’s expression was unchanged, she continued.
"Miss Ji, please don’t misunderstand, President Qin cares deeply for his son. He has never missed an activity at the kindergarten that required parental involvent, so at that mont, I instinctively thought Ruirui was having a tantrum with his father and wanted to comfort him. Only later did I learn that he was thinking about his own mother, seeing the other children with theirs."
The teacher paused, choking up slightly.
Worried about affecting Ji Weitian’s emotions, she said no more and lightened her tone.
"Let’s not talk about the past. Ruirui has been very happy lately, Miss Ji, you wouldn’t know. Now, he boasts about you at school every day, telling everyone how much he loves his mommy, and he even takes the initiative to talk to other kids..."
Even though it was all to brag about his own mommy.
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