Mo Yinhe was at ho checking Ye Nianbai’s howork. After briefly looking through it without nitpicking, he let Xiaobai go play.
Mo Yinhe was always very attentive to Xiaobai’s schoolwork.
He didn’t push his child to the brink like Si Lisao, forcing them to excel through adversity.
Nor did he have the boldness of Bo Leng, who encouraged his child to take risks, letting them gain experience on the edge of danger.
And he didn’t choose the "happy education" approach like Gu Changbin, where eating, drinking, and enjoying life on travels was endorsed.
Everyone had their own educational philosophy.
Mo Yinhe always chose a steady and comprehensive approach. He ensured Xiaobai learned everything necessary, arranging lessons without undue pressure but also without letting him slack off. Although Xiaobai was only in kindergarten, he could still match Ye Jingzhe on the sa worksheet and not be outdone.
If Ye Jingzhe could score a hundred points, Xiaobai could also score a hundred points, by no ans inferior.
Now, with more children, Mo Yinhe paid even more attention to each child’s individual characteristics and prior education, tailoring their learning experiences accordingly.
For example, with Gu Shurong, a chubby boy who disliked studying and loved only aviation, Mo Yinhe had given up on regular school. Instead, he arranged for one-on-one teaching with an aviation expert.
Gu Shurong was learning happily and diligently. He was no longer the lackluster student he once was and was now filled with interest in his studies.
Take Ye Jingzhe, for instance. He had previously been pushed very hard by Si Lisao but seed to learn without much difficulty and had grown accustod to such high-pressure studying. Mo Yinhe didn’t alter Si Lisao’s plan for him, continuing with the educational regin Si Lisao had sent for Ye Jingzhe to follow.
However, Mo Yinhe didn’t drive the child to despair. Instead, he often arranged relaxing activities for Ye Jingzhe, encouraging the other playful children to include him in their fun.
With the love and support of his parents, grandparents, aunts, and uncles, Ye Jingzhe felt very content and had beco more self-disciplined.
As for Sheng Liangliang, when she expressed a desire to learn traditional Chinese dicine, Mo Yinhe agreed, even encouraging her to learn from her mother.
Regarding Yun Xiaosu, who enjoyed singing and dancing, Mo Yinhe hired a vocal coach for her so she could pursue her interests.
Bo Fengyin, a little rascal who loved adventure, would often transform into a little dragon in the blink of an eye and fly off to parts unknown to cause so mischief.
Every ti he returned from his escapades, Mo Yinhe would sternly lecture him.
It was evident that Bo Leng had raised this child to be combative. Therefore, Mo Yinhe intentionally steered him toward military training, hoping he could one day command significant forces. When Bo Fengyin was free, Mo Yinhe would take him to military bases to let him play with various advanced weapons.
As for Little Xiangru...
Little Xiangru had been taken back to Mu Continent by Lu Jinyi. The child needed to accumulate rit there. Even though Mo Yinhe was reluctant to part with him, he chose to let go, allowing Little Xiangru to continue with Lu Jinyi. Mo Yinhe hoped he would soon achieve great rit and successfully undergo his transformation at the Dragon Sect.
When Si Mingjing got ho, the children had already bathed and returned to their rooms to sleep.
Mo Yinhe was sitting in the living room reading. He was very casual at ho, his feet leisurely propped up on the coffee table, completely at ease and unconcerned with his image.
Hearing footsteps, Mo Yinhe looked up from his book towards his treasure, who was just returning late into the night. "Why are you back so late?"
"Oh, sothing ca up."
Si Mingjing didn’t specify what it was, nor did she intend to.
"Did it rain outside?"
He noticed her clothes were damp with rain.
Mo Yinhe set down his book, fetched a dry towel, and wiped her face.
"It started on the way ho. The weather forecast said there would be heavy to torrential rain tonight."
Si Mingjing sneezed. She was soaked through.
Mo Yinhe frowned imdiately, went upstairs to draw a bath for her, and said, "Go take a bath to warm up. You were in a car, how did you end up drenched?"
Si Mingjing sniffled. "I saw another car accident on the road, so I got out to help with the rescue. I’m going to take a bath. Ugh, I’d like so ginger soup. I feel like if I don’t have ginger soup, I might actually catch a cold tonight. ACHOO..."
"Take a bath first. I’ll ask the kitchen to make you so."
"Okay."
Si Mingjing was not only soaked through her clothes, but her hair was drenched as well. By the ti Mo Yinhe had prepared her bath water, she subrged herself in it. The hot water enveloped her, and only then did Si Mingjing feel the chill on her body begin to dissipate.
The accident on the road had involved a man on an electric scooter, carrying his wife and child, who was hit by a sedan.
The visibility was poor in the rain, and with the additional blow from the sedan, that scene...
If Si Mingjing hadn’t seen it, it might have been different. But having witnessed it, she couldn’t just stand by. She got out of her car to administer first aid to the child until the ambulance arrived.
After taking a bath, she sat in the bedroom sipping ginger soup while Mo Yinhe stood behind her, blow-drying her hair, listening to her talk about the accident.
"How is the child now?"
Si Mingjing blew on her ginger soup, sipping it bit by bit—it was still hot.
"They should be out of danger now, thankfully I intervened." That was definitely not boasting.
Mo Yinhe simply smiled, fluffing her hair as he dried it.
Outside, the rain poured down heavily, PITTER-PATTER, highlighting the cozy warmth of the indoor lighting.
As they were talking, Mo Yinhe received a call from his biological father.
Ye Junqing called, and the first thing he said was, "Has Mingjing co back?"
"She’s back, Dad. What’s up?"
"An old friend of mine called , saying his son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter were in a car accident and soone saved them. Upon inquiring, it seems it was Mingjing." Ye Junqing made the call mainly to confirm whether his daughter-in-law was the one who had acted.
Mo Yinhe answered directly, "Mingjing ca back and almost caught a cold from the chill."
Once Ye Junqing heard that, he understood. His daughter-in-law had saved soone, and Ye Junqing was very proud. "Got it, take good care of my daughter-in-law!"
Did his biological father really need to tell him that?
Mo Yinhe asked, "Which old friend?" Which old friend’s son and daughter-in-law would need to ride an electric scooter? It wasn’t that he looked down on those who rode electric scooters, but given his father’s social circle, it would be unusual to know soone who traveled by electric scooter.
"You wouldn’t know him," said Ye Junqing before hanging up.
Si Mingjing finished her ginger soup and looked up curiously. "What did Dad say?"
"He said the people you saved tonight are from an old friend of his. We can probably expect soone to co by tomorrow to express their gratitude."
Si Mingjing was surprised. "People Dad knows usually have considerable status. Soone’s definitely in for a rough ti tonight. The sedan driver fled the scene after hitting them."
Mo Yinhe’s voice grew heavy. "They ran?"
"Yes, they took off right away. There are caras on that section of the road. Running away like that is just foolish. I’ve already called the police, and they should be able to find out who it was soon." Si Mingjing’s expression darkened as she continued, "The driver who hit them didn’t just flee. After the initial impact, they actually tried to reverse, as if to run them over again. Realizing their horrific intent, I ramd their car with mine, and only then did they speed off."
They were probably afraid that leaving the victims half-dead would lead to more trouble later, so they thought it better to kill them outright. That was the intent I sensed from the driver at the scene, which is why I was so furious and reported it to the police imdiately.
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