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Chapter 674

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When they returned to the campsite, Jiang Tingxu found out that the program would start at three o 'clock tomorrow afternoon. He could not help but frown.

"Can we make it back in time?" He asked.

Mo Boyuan nodded.

"Don't worry, we definitely can."

Since the man said so, Jiang Tingxu naturally could not say anything else.

.....

At night, there were two long rows of tables with all kinds of dishes on them.

Whatever they wanted to eat, they could just bring it to the chef beside them to roast.

Indeed, this was more like a trip!

If it was any other public kindergarten, the parents would probably have to do all this. Not only would they have to do the exams themselves, but they would also have to look for ingredients, firewood, and tools all over the mountain.

It was unlike now, where everything was done by the kindergarten. Even the chef was prepared.

It was all for the sake of letting all the parents and children have a good time.

Jiang Tingxu and Little Fatty's mother were more familiar with each other. Coincidentally, the children of the two families usually played well, so the two mothers were almost always together.

As for a certain man, he had long been asked to leave by the principal.

This was actually quite good. If he continued to stay here, who knew how much of a commotion it would cause!

"Auntie Jiang, let's sit here."

"Okay, Ning Ning, come and sit."

Only then did the little guy sit down smugly.

"Jiang Tingxu, you sit too. Auntie Zhou, sit."

Little Fatty's mother immediately smiled happily.

"Okay, okay, okay. Auntie, sit too. Little Fatty, go and get a jug of fruit juice," she instructed her son.

"Oh, okay."

It was obvious that Little Fatty was still very obedient to his mother. When she asked him to get some fruit juice, he ran to get it.

At this moment, in the big tent on the other side, the principal and a few school leaders, followed by Mo Boyuan and two other parents of students with higher social status.

"Come, come, come. Let's drink tonight."

No one was stupid enough to refuse the principal's toast. Even Mo Boyuan picked up his glass and took two sips.

Everyone present was a man, so they did not argue. If they wanted to drink, then they drank.

Some people wanted to get close to Mo Boyuan, but they did not have the chance.

Although the principal wanted to propose a toast to the Crown Prince alone, in front of the other parents and subordinates, he held himself back.

Who did not want to get close to the Crown Prince?

What if they succeeded?

However, Mo Boyuan's habitually cold face's seemed a little extra's.

No one would believe him if he did not do it on purpose.

But who would dare to say anything's's words?

Sometimes, with money, you can be willful and do whatever you want!

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