CHAPTER 29: CHAPTER 29: THE PRESCHOOLER TEACHING THE TEACHER

The originally interested Landon Lawson’s face slightly changed upon hearing Vera Yates’ words, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

It seems that in these five years, staying by Axel Yates’ side hasn’t increased his other skills, but his eloquence has become much sharper. This kind of biting sarcasm, refusing to relent, unable to tolerate any grievances, has been nurtured either by Axel Yates or that playboy.

And the playboy in his words naturally refers to Felix Orwell.

Jason looked at the few who were not getting along and tried to smooth things over, but didn’t expect the two to be so incompatible: "Let’s not talk business today, let’s drink, drink."

After a few rounds, Sienna Quinn’s small face was full of blush, her body slightly swayed, and she looked down at her phone; at this time Evan Quinn should be resting after lunch.

"I’ll go make a call, worried Evan might not be adapting at kindergarten."

"President Quinn, you go ahead, I’m here." Danielle Carter naturally understood the concerns of a mother, watching Sienna take her phone and walk out, couldn’t help but feel more empathetic; a single mom having to work and care for her child, truly life is hard enough.

Although Vera Yates was accompanying Landon Lawson, she had always been paying attention to Sienna’s movements, saw Sienna take the phone and walk out of the room, her eyes turned slightly.

"Stephen, I’m going to touch up my makeup."

Landon Lawson nodded silently.

Sienna stood by the sink in the restroom, dialed the kindergarten teacher’s number.

"Teacher Cole, I’m Evan Quinn’s mom, is he adapting well at kindergarten today?"

Teacher Cole turned around, glanced at the side where a teacher was being lectured about the uneven lunch pairing issue.

A four-year-old child was actually giving a lesson to the teacher, and what he said was reasonable. Teacher Cole looked at this Evan Quinn and couldn’t help but start doubting if this was really just a four-year-old? How does he know everything?

"Evan’s mom, he’s doing quite well at kindergarten. I’ll let him come listen to the phone now."

"Evan, your mom’s calling you."

A few seconds later, Sienna heard the buzzing from the phone; soon a soft, childlike voice came through the phone.

"Mommy, aren’t you working?"

Sienna: "..." Clearly she wanted to ask if he was comfortable at kindergarten, but ended up being questioned by him, who’s the real child here...

"Of course, I’m at work. How are you, adjusting well?" Sometimes Sienna regretted that this child was so smart, even she had to put in extra effort at times.

A helpless sigh came through the phone.

Sienna heard it clearly and found it amusing, such a young child had already learned to sigh like adults.

"Mommy, the teachers and kids here... hey... I have nothing to say; it’s worrying people sick."

Evan Quinn turned his head, looked at the teachers busy feeding the children meals behind him, shook his head powerlessly, looking as if he were the teacher and they were the kids.

"What’s making you worried?"

"The kindergarten’s dish pairing isn’t nutritious or balanced at all, I have to give teachers a tutorial on this, telling them what’s best for children. Those kids cry daily, always clamoring for their parents, we’re not kids, why use crying to solve problems? It doesn’t solve anything."

The childlike voice coming through the phone made Sienna helplessly rub her forehead.

It’s starting!

Her baby boy had started again!

This was how it was when they were in France. Every time she found a kindergarten, they couldn’t last a month before they had to switch, and the reason was always the same.

This child is too smart, so smart that he doesn’t need a teacher to teach him at all.

Every day he would give teachers all kinds of lessons, until ultimately brought home, always hanging out with Felix Orwell and those friends.

"Can’t you, my dear son, be like a normal child?"

This kindergarten can’t be changed again, just returned to the country, so many things waiting for Sienna to do, she has no friends nearby, only trusts Danielle Carter so far.

But her dear son better not cause any more trouble.

"Mommy, don’t worry, remember to bring me the book you promised this morning." After his words fell, he returned the phone to Teacher Cole.

Teacher Cole looked at the cute little boy, filled with joy and said, "Evan’s mom, don’t worry, he’s quite well at kindergarten now."

After saying another few sentences, Sienna hung up the call, helplessly smiled, her dear son really is a worrisome little boy.

Sienna looked at her reflection in the mirror, her face blushing, even her head felt dizzy.

This feeling she really disliked; for so many years, she always had to stay awake, even with her closest friends, she wouldn’t let herself drink to blackout.

Sienna gently wiped her face with cold water, slightly regained some spirit.

"Go for it!"

Encouraging herself in the mirror, Danielle and the others must have waited for her a long time, it’s time for her to go back.

Just about to turn and leave, she saw Vera Yates leaning her graceful body against the wall, her slender eyes squinting into a line, scrutinizing the woman before her.

Sienna frowned slightly, fate really likes to play tricks, she went out and encountered Vera Yates, but her steps didn’t pause; now isn’t the time to confront her directly.

Some retribution won’t be late.

As Vera Yates just came in, she saw a figure, and the hatred on her face vanished instantly, replaced by her trademark sweet smile.

After all, she is currently the hottest actress, recognized wherever she goes, always maintaining her image.

But the expected exclamations did not occur.

Vera Yates frowned, then looked at the woman before her.

Her enchanting long eyes suddenly contracted, and she had overheard part of the phone call, vaguely heard of a child named Evan, and was questioning the child’s situation with the kindergarten teacher.

A woman who just returned to the country, how could she suddenly have a child?

Before Sienna went abroad, Vera Yates knew her best, the Quinn Family never had any kindergarten-aged children.

Sienna glanced at Vera Yates briefly, emotionlessly brushed past her.

"Kindergarten? Whose kid were you calling?"