Chapter 682
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Of course, Teacher Xiang understood what he meant, so she explained to him.
Mo Boyuan reached out to take it. His expression was even colder.
"Sorry to trouble you."
.....
Teacher Xiang left very quickly, as though her feet had been smeared with oil. After she was some distance away, she finally stopped and took a few deep breaths.
Mo Boyuan had already gotten into the car. He passed the box to the little one in the back seat.
"This is your reward for climbing the mountain yesterday."
The little one did not react when he received it. He looked at the man in front of him in a daze, then looked at his mother beside him, blinking.
"Do you want to open it?"
The little one finally came back to his senses and nodded heavily.
"Mm!"
The packaging of the box was quite exquisite. There was even a WBL logo at the bottom.
However, after the box was opened, there was another layer of packaging inside.
The little one continued to unwrap it happily. After all, no one could stop him from unwrapping gifts!
When the last layer of packaging was opened, the little one's happy expression instantly turned into a dumbfounded look. In the end, his face was full of disappointment.
"Why is it a fountain pen?"
Shouldn't it be a toy or something?
A fountain pen was a high-end item that the children in kindergarten could not use. Moreover, it was a WBL fountain pen. It could easily cost thousands or tens of thousands of yuan.
Little Ning Ning could recognize that it was a fountain pen at a glance. Of course, it was because everyone in his family, including his grandfather, grandmother, and father, used it all the time.
The more he saw it, the more he could tell it was a fountain pen.
Children might not understand, but as adults, how could they not understand?
Obviously, the school had specially prepared this reward.
Moreover, he was 100% sure that the initial reward was definitely not a fountain pen!
"Don't worry too much. Little Fatty has one too."
Since the two children were the same, there was no need to worry about it anymore.
As long as Little Fatty's mother was not stupid, she would not tell anyone about it.
In the end, the school just wanted to do Mo Boyuan a favor and give it to him.
This was not the first time such a thing had happened.
Basically, he was already used to it.
The car started and left.
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Along the way, the little one was still very energetic. This was probably a talent that only children had. They were always full of energy.
Jiang Tingxu was a little sleepy, but he endured it.
He thought that he would not be able to see his son for more than half a month. How could he fall asleep?
He was too worried.
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