The family of three was resting in the tent. Jiang Tingxu took out some water and snacks from her bag.
From time to time, children would come over and called, "Mo Zhining, come out and play!"
"No, it's hot."
"It's not that hot. Come out, let's play together."
The kid was quite tempted, but he didn't want to leave his mother, so he looked conflicted.
In the end, Jiang Tingxu spoke up:
"Ningning, you can go out and play with the children. I will be here watching you."
"Okay." His tone was very forced.
Meanwhile, the other parents around the tent kept looking over.
"Is it really Mo Boyuan?"
"How could it be fake? It was all over the Internet! I didn't expect my child to be in the same kindergarten as the Mo family's!"
"Yeah, who would have expected that?"
