Becoming The Bigshot's Only Love After Breaking Her Engagement Chapter 417: An Excuse to Surprise Her

"Mr. Zhan."

The kindergarten director was very surprised to see them, but still ca out enthusiastically to greet them.

Although Tuantuan didn’t like the school last ti, Mr. Zhan invested two million in the kindergarten before even looking at it. Naturally, the director rembered this favor, and her attitude towards Mr. Zhan was different.

Mr. Zhan said to her, "Director Chen, I’m sorry, the child wants to take another look. Could you arrange for a teacher to take them on a tour?"

"Of course, you’re very welco, very welco indeed."

The director quickly found an experienced teacher who could handle children to take the two kids over.

This ti, Tuantuan agreed to stay in kindergarten after a quick glance. The condition was to be in the sa class with Xiaxia; they wanted to be together.

"Are you sure?" Mr. Zhan confird with him.

Tuantuan nodded seriously, "I’m sure, I really like the kindergarten."

Mr. Zhan looked at Xiaxia playing on the slide with other children and chuckled, shaking his head.

Was it really Tuantuan who liked it, or was it Xiaxia?

Oh well, if he’s willing to join Xiaxia at kindergarten, he’s quite happy.

Although experts have already confird that highly intelligent children have other avenues for developnt.

He studied those highly intelligent children specially.

In fact, he wasn’t particularly satisfied with their growth experiences and final achievents.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

After becoming a parent, he realized he didn’t just want his son to bring honor to the family; he wished him a lifeti of health and happiness.

If he could grow up like a normal child, that would be pretty great too.

So, he’s pleased that Tuantuan wants to stay in kindergarten.

After handling the enrollnt procedures, he sought his son’s opinion. Both kids wanted to stay and play at kindergarten, so he left them there and departed alone.

"Mr. Zhan, don’t worry, we’ll take good care of the children. Here’s the school titable; you can pick them up according to it. If you can’t make it, please call the teacher in advance and let her know who’s coming to pick them up. We prefer having the sa person pick up the children to avoid verification hassles for our teachers every ti, ensuring the children’s safety."

Our kindergarten is a prestigious one; those attending are either rich or noble.

We’re very concerned about safety issues.

If we casually hand the children over to so person, it can get complicated in case of a kidnapping incident.

Mr. Zhan nodded, "Alright, I understand. I will ensure a trusted person picks them up regularly. Thanks for taking good care of the children; contact if there’s anything else."

"Good, take care, Mr. Zhan."

The director accompanied Mr. Zhan to the car, watching it leave before turning back to the kindergarten.

"Boss, where to next?" the driver asked.

Mr. Zhan leaned back, thinking, and suddenly rembered the dical Sect clinic founded by Ningwan.

He took out his phone and called Leng Linglong to ask her to inquire the address from Bai Wenjing.

Leng Linglong was surprised, "Hanjue, you don’t even know the address? Is Ningwan refusing to tell you?"

"Of course not, I just want to surprise her by showing up unexpectedly," Mr. Zhan imdiately denied.

Leng Linglong laughed, "Who knew Hanjue could be so sentintal. Alright, I’ll ask our old Bai right away and get back to you once I find out."

Mr. Zhan hung up the phone, feeling a bit flushed.

His excuse about the surprise was just a cover; Ningwan indeed refused to tell him the address.

She wanted to establish the dical Sect in Jiangcheng, and upon learning this, he willingly took on the responsibility of finding a location for her.

However, she rejected his help.

"Why don’t you let help?" he had asked, feeling quite aggrieved.

Ningwan replied, "You’ve already helped imnsely by donating so much to the dical Sect. I can manage these things myself; naturally, I don’t want to trouble you more. You should trust ; I can handle this independently without relying on you for everything."

No matter how much he asked, he couldn’t get an answer, so Mr. Zhan had to let it go.

"Beep beep," his WeChat notification went off.

Mr. Zhan snapped back and checked his WeChat on the phone.

It was a ssage from Leng Linglong with the address included.

Mr. Zhan thanked her with a smile and instructed the driver to head to the given address.

However, the address seed familiar; he couldn’t recall what it was near.

Upon arrival, he realized it was close to Wen Jianan’s traditional dicine hospital.

Apparently, it was Wen Jianan who found this place for her; otherwise, it wouldn’t be so close.

The driver stopped the car, and Mr. Zhan got out.

He saw an antique building with a plaque at the entrance reading "Holy Doctor Sect" and frowned slightly.

A building like this wasn’t originally here.

It must have been constructed following blueprints and underwent ticulous decoration.

Achieving this couldn’t have been done in just a couple of months; it probably required one or two years.

aning, Ningwan had planned this for one or two years ago, intending to establish the dical Sect in Jiangcheng.

She had contacted Wen Jianan for assistance but never reached out to him.

Of course, back then, he hadn’t regained his mory.

Even if she had reached out, he might not have believed her fully.

Realizing she had fought for her career on her own, while he offered no support made him feel deeply remorseful.

"Zhan Hanjue? What brings you here?"

Wen Jianan ca out and was surprised to see Mr. Zhan standing at the door.

Mr. Zhan snapped back and said to him, "Of course, I’m here for Wanwan. Is Wanwan inside?"

"Yes, she’s inside."

Wen Jianan led him in.

It was quite the winding path inside, with a good environnt.

Ningwan was busying herself with her herbs in the courtyard when she spotted Mr. Zhan approaching, equally surprised.

"What brings you here?" Ningwan quickly walked over and asked with a smile.

Mr. Zhan embraced her waist, smiling, "I wanted to see you, so I ca over. You’ve done a great job with this place, but why didn’t you tell earlier? If you had, I could have contributed too."

Ningwan chuckled softly, "If I can handle it myself, why bother you? You’re busy with so many things; I can’t bear to see you exhausted."

"Between us, is there still a need to distinguish between you and ?" Mr. Zhan murmured softly.

"Ahem," Wen Jianan coughed lightly to remind them, "Mind your image."

Ningwan blushed and was about to push Mr. Zhan away.

However, Mr. Zhan held her tighter.

"We’re married; you wouldn’t understand these things as an unmarried person," Mr. Zhan deliberately teased him.

Wen Jianan scoffed, "What’s so great about that? In a few days, Yingzi and I will also be getting married."

"You’re getting married?" Ningwan was surprised.

Mr. Zhan also raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Just then, Jin Yingzi walked in.