In the classroom, the teacher was teaching a group of special children to understand simple concepts. Li Zecheng's son sat there in a daze, indifferent.
Li Zecheng tiptoed up to him and sat down beside his son. He protected the child's shoulder gently with one hand. The child sensed his presence and looked up at him.
Seeing Li Zecheng, the child's eyes lit up.
Li Zecheng pinched his little face and explained the teacher's request to him softly.
When the teacher saw Li Zecheng, she originally wanted to chase him out. However, she saw Li Zecheng sitting carefully in the last row with no intention of disturbing the other children. She was touched by his gentle fatherly love and forced a gratified smile at him without stopping him.
Wei Xin lay at the door and secretly looked at Li Zecheng and her son. She had never seen such a loving side of Li Zecheng. He had no patience for children in the past.
