ăMeanwhile, at the shopâs entrance.ă
It was already jam-packed with customers who had rushed over for buns.
"Damn, what the hell? Is this shop cursed or something?"
A passing driver turned his car around, muttering curses.
Jun Qingmeng had just left.
The nearly one hundred customers at the door grew excited and started to tease him:
"Boss Jiang, when are we getting wedding buns??"
"Yeah, she already confessed to you! Does this mean youâre getting married in a few days?"
"Can you make extra fruit juice to celebrate when you get married?"
Jiang Liuâs head was pounding. He decided to just ignore them and pretend he couldnât hear.
An older woman shouted toward the kitchen, "Iâve got a suggestion! On the big day, you should really go for it and make a hundred thousand buns! Weâll all come to show our support. Xiao Jiang, no matter how many buns you make, weâll buy every single one!"
"Consider it our way of giving you newlyweds some financial support!"
At these words, the customersâ eyes lit up.
"Thatâs right, thatâs right! Great idea! Weâll skip the wedding gifts. Just make more buns, and weâll buy them all from you."
Yang Tuoyang asked expectantly, "Boss Jiang, if youâre having a wedding banquet, will there be buns and fruit juice? If so, can I reserve a whole table?"
Jiang Liu: ...
âAre they insane? A hundred thousand buns? In their dreams.â
âMy arms and legs would snap, and I still wouldnât be able to make that many!â
âAnd reserving a table? Nothingâs even been decided yet! All they ever think about are my buns.â
Without looking up, Jiang Liu focused on making buns.
He simply tuned them out.
...
ăAt the kindergarten.ă
Tongtong looked left and right, her chin lifted as she watched the parents come and go.
âDaddy isnât here yet.â
âHe hasnât forgotten his little cutie, has he?!â
She wasnât in a good mood today.
Because Teacher Qingmeng wasnât at the kindergarten.
Sheâd been feeling down all day.
âDoes Daddy not want me anymore either?â
"Iâm leaving now, Tongtong. See you tomorrow!" Jingjing said, turning to wave goodbye as her mother led her away by the hand.
"Okay."
Tongtong grew even more anxious, her eyes starting to well up with tears.
âDaddy, please hurry! Come and get Tongtong! Tongtong misses you!â
SOB SOB...
"Did you miss me, Tongtong?" Jun Qingmeng appeared behind Tongtong.
"Oh! Teacher Qingmeng, what are you doing here?"
Overjoyed, Tongtong leaped into Jun Qingmengâs embrace.
Jun Qingmeng smiled.
Teacher Li, who was seeing the children off, asked in surprise, "Qingmeng, didnât you take the day off? What are you doing here?"
She glanced at Jun Qingmeng, then at Jiang Tongtong, who was happily wiggling her bottom.
"Iâm here to pick Tongtong up from school."
"Huh?? Youâre picking up Tongtong? What about her dad? Isnât Jiang Liu supposed to get her?"
Teacher Li knew Jiang Liu; she had a very strong impression of the exceptionally handsome man.
If she wasnât already married, she would have gone after him long ago.
A blissful smile touched Jun Qingmengâs lips. "Her dad is busy at the shop, so Iâm picking her up for him."
At this, all the female teachers at the entrance turned to look at Jun Qingmeng in unison.
Their gazes were filled with envy.
Teacher Liu, who was wearing high heels and was about a five out of ten in looks, asked, "Qingmeng, are you and Tongtongâs dad together now?"
"Itâd be great if you were. Even though Tongtongâs dad is divorced, heâs handsome and a good person. You two would definitely be happy together."
The other teachers chimed in.
"Tongtong is so pretty and smart. We all adore her."
"Iâm so jealous. I wanted to go after him myself. Oh, well."
Jun Qingmeng chatted with the other teachers for a bit.
Then she left with Tongtong.
Tongtong happily held Jun Qingmengâs hand.
A small hand holding a large one.
"Teacher Qingmeng, weâre together again! Tongtong missed you so much today that she didnât even eat much for lunch."
She finished speaking and patted her tummy with a woeful expression.
âSorry, tummy.â
Jun Qingmeng ruffled her hair and said fondly, "You canât do that again, you have to eat your meals properly, okay?"
"If Teacher Qingmeng is with me, Iâll be good!"
"Oh, right, did Daddy go visit you?" Tongtong asked, her eyes full of anticipation.
"Yes! He came." Jun Qingmeng nodded and praised her with a smile:
"Tongtong was a great hero today. Without your message, your dad wouldnât have come to visit me."
"I was, wasnât I? Hehehehe."
Tongtong let out a goofy laugh.
"Daddy said he was buying a car. Did he?"
"I went with him to buy it. Want to see it?"
"I wanna see!"
"Come on, Iâll take you."
"Yay!"
After crossing at the traffic light, Jun Qingmeng led Tongtong by the hand to a parking spot on a slope diagonally across from the shop.
"Which one is it?"
Tongtongâs eyes went wide.
"The license plate has three eights. You find it," Jun Qingmeng said, deliberately quizzing her.
"Oh, I found it!"
"Is it this one?"
Tongtong pointed to an elegant yet commanding SUV.
Jun Qingmeng nodded. "Thatâs the one. What do you think?"
"Itâs beautiful! A really, really beautiful car! Tongtong loves it!"
Tongtong pressed her cheek against the car door affectionately.
"Hello, Uncle Che. Iâm Tongtong. From now on, you have to protect me from the wind and rain, okay?"
She was very pleased with her familyâs new Uncle Che.
"Come on, letâs go help your dad. Look at that long line. He must be exhausted."
"Okay! Helping Daddy is Tongtongâs favorite thing to do."
Jun Qingmeng looked down at Tongtong and said, "Thereâs something I need to tell you."
"Go ahead."
"Well... about half an hour ago, I confessed my feelings to your dad."
"For real?"
Tongtong stopped in her tracks, her big eyes shining with anticipation.
Jun Qingmeng shook her head. "Iâm not kidding."
Tongtong asked urgently,
"So, are you together now?"
"No."
"Argh! Iâm so mad!"
"What is Daddy thinking? Teacher Qingmeng is so pretty! Why didnât he say yes?!"
Tongtong said in a huff, "When I get home, Iâm going to spank his butt and make him agree."
Jun Qingmeng had to hold back a laugh, but she played along with Jiang Tongtong. "Okay, I agree. Weâll spank him as soon as we get back. Iâll cheer you on from the sidelines."
Tongtong immediately lost her nerve.
"Iâm just telling you, okay? This is our secret. Teacher Qingmeng, you absolutely canât tell Daddy."
"Heâll spank little Tongtongâs bottom black and blue!"
"Hahaha."
Jun Qingmeng laughed, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.
She crouched down to straighten Tongtongâs hair. "Tongtong, tell me... if I were to become your mommy, would you like that?"
"Mommy," Tongtong called out instantly.
"Pfft," Jun Qingmeng laughed. "Youâd better just call me Teacher Qingmeng for now. Your dad hasnât said yes yet. If he finds out youâre calling me Mommy, what if he starts to dislike me?"
Tongtong frowned. "Then Iâll flick him on the forehead. If he doesnât let me call you that, Iâll just keep flicking him."
Amused by Jiang Tongtongâs bravado, Jun Qingmeng just smiled and changed the subject.
"Tongtong, your dad has his own concerns and reasons. He did turn me down, but I understand what he meant. He just doesnât have any plans to date or get married for now. That doesnât mean I donât have a chance, though! Iâve made up my mind. Iâm going to keep pursuing your dad.
Do you have any objections to that? Or... any thoughts?"
Jun Qingmeng cared deeply about what Tongtong thought.
If Tongtong really liked her, winning over Jiang Liu would be much easier.
Tongtong shook her head, her expression innocent.
"I donât know... But, Teacher Qingmeng, you have to be good to Daddy. You canât be like Daddyâs ex-wife. She was very, very mean to him."
"Actually, Tongtong is very happy with Teacher Qingmeng. If you two get together, Tongtong has no objections."