Chapter 30: Chapter 30 Momo Protects Han
Huo Tingdong: “My understanding of her is limited, but I know that she’s not that wicked.”
Song Shuyan: “The heart is inscrutable… Moreover, what she did… Behind your back, she casually slept with other n, had an affair, and bore an illegitimate child. How can you let such an immodest, shaless woman be close to Han?”
Huo Tingdong said, “Han is seven years old and has never spoken a word. The psychiatrist said he’s been lacking maternal love and a sense of security since he was young, but in front of Lin Qi, at least he is willing to speak. I still haven’t located Han’s biological mother, so until then, I hope she can play this role well.”
Song Shuyan urged, “I can do it too! For Han, I have studied child psychology, and I believe I can take good care of him…”
Huo Tingdong said, “But Han has never accepted you.”
“You?” Song Shuyan asked, “Did you ever like ? Back then, you risked your life to protect , was it because you felt you owed , or… because you cared about , liked …”
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Huo Tingdong replied coldly, “Don’t ask such questions.”
Song Shuyan was stunned.
Huo Tingdong continued: “In my life, aside from Han, there is no one else I particularly care about.”
Before Han ca into his life, he felt nothing for children. Seeing other people’s children would only annoy him, and naturally, he did not think he would be a competent or responsible father.
But after having Han, paternal love also began to sprout.
Han was too endearing, adorable and beautiful, and more importantly, he was his son, his own flesh and blood.
Song Shuyan felt bitter listening to this.
Just then—
A servant hurried down the stairs with a troubled look, “Mr. Huo, the young master is crying!”
Huo Tingdong asked, “What happened?”
The servant replied, “It seems he had a quarrel with Momo.”
Song Shuyan suggested, “Tingdong, let’s go have a look!” She appeared to be very concerned.
At the study room door.
As Huo Tingdong approached, he heard Han’s aggrieved crying, and beyond that, Momo’s slightly angry voice: “Are you an idiot or what?”
Lin Qi said, “Momo, you mustn’t be harsh on Han.”
Han lowered his head in distress, fiddling with his soft fingertips, facing the angry Momo, he felt guilty and aggrieved, with tears hanging from his eyes.
Momo exclaid in exasperation, “There are 25 people in the first-grade class A, and class B has 17 more people than class A, how many people are there in total? Is this question really that hard?”
Han burst into crying with sobs, his eyes red and his eyelashes wet with tears.
Huo Tingdong cradled his forehead.
He actually understood why Momo was so angry; when he taught Han to do howork, his blood pressure would rise, yet he couldn’t bear to scold Han.
Song Shuyan defended Han, walking over to Momo and saying, “Why are you bullying Han?”
Momo asked in confusion, “How am I bullying him?”
Song Shuyan accused, “Why are you so an to him? This is the Huo Family; you can’t behave like this here!”
Momo was taken aback.
Song Shuyan continued, “Besides, Han has an intellectual disability, he’s ntally handicapped. You’re making him solve such difficult math problems and then getting angry at him when he can’t do it? You’ll scare Han!”
Lin Qi suddenly exclaid in unison with Momo, “He’s not ntally handicapped!”
Both mother and son were almost enraged by those words.
Lin Qi looked at Momo in surprise.
Momo glared coldly at Song Shuyan, “Han is my best friend; he’s not intellectually challenged, nor is he stupid! He’s just not been serious! I’m angry because he’s not putting effort into his studies, not because he’s stupid! You’re not allowed to talk about Han like that, or I will get angry!”
Han was sowhat surprised, his crying ceased, he looked at Momo with a touch of emotion.
His resolute manner wouldn’t allow anyone to slander him as ntally handicapped.
Momo turned around and said to Han, “You’re not stupid, right Han? You’ve just not been paying attention.”
Han hiccuped, sniffed, looked at his howork book dampened by a few teardrops, suddenly picked up the pen, knitted his brows earnestly as if trying hard to do the math.
Momo said, “Think about it again, using the formula I just taught you, I don’t believe you can’t do this.”
Han wrote the formula on his howork book “scratch-scratch-scratch”.
Huo Tingdong was sowhat surprised.
Song Shuyan believed Han was ntally challenged because Han couldn’t even do basic arithtic, let alone formulas. He couldn’t even do addition and subtraction within ten.
Han was admitted to Windsor High School by exception.
To get Han into Windsor High School, Huo Tingdong donated tens of millions. He had only one requirent for Windsor: to help Han speak up, and if his academic performance could match that of normal children, that would be enough.
He was the future heir of the Huo Family, so the entire Huo Family pinned high hopes on this young master, yet also felt disappointed.
In this short period of ti, Momo had actually taught him formulas?
Even though they were the most basic kind of formulas… he actually knew how to use “XY” equations for applied problems.
Soon, Han solved the problem with the equation Momo taught him.
Han showed the howork book to Momo.
Huo Tingdong and Lin Qi tacitly gathered around.
“Answer: The two classes together have 67 people.”
Lin Qi said in surprise, “Has the first-grade material beco this difficult?”
Huo Tingdong: “Windsor’s curriculum progresses quickly.”
Lin Qi remarked, “But this is a formula taught in third or fourth grade, right? No matter how fast, a first-grade child shouldn’t be taught equations yet?”
Momo stated, “For such an easy question, solving it with equations is the fastest way.”
Lin Qi felt a cold sweat.
No wonder Han found it difficult; this was problem-solving at a third or fourth-grade level!
Huo Tingdong asked, “Why do you know about equations?”
Momo declared, “It’s simple, I’ve known it for a long ti!” He had always loved mathematics, enjoyed reading extracurricular math books, and the elentary school question bank could no longer satisfy him. As a little school champ, Momo had already moved on to studying sequences and functions.
Huo Tingdong remarked, “If you solve problems with this kind of equation, the teacher will definitely think I did your howork for you.”
Han revealed a puzzled look.
Huo Tingdong stated, “You haven’t learned the XY equation yet.”
Momo: “…”
He quickly flipped through Han’s textbook.
Indeed, the XY equation hadn’t been taught yet; he had indeed jumped ahead of the curriculum in teaching Han how to solve the problem.
Lin Qi said, “However, the fact that Han has learned the XY equation is great! Han really is a smart child!”
Momo claid credit, “What about ? I was the one who taught him!”
Lin Qi kissed him on the face, “Momo, you’re amazing too!”
“What do you an ‘too’?” Momo stood with hands on hips, cockily said, “I am the best!”
Then, he looked at Huo Tingdong, waiting for Huo Tingdong’s praise, blinking his eyes as if expecting it.
Huo Tingdong understood his look and obliged: “Yeah, you’re the best.”
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