The car had already reached the bottom of the teaching building, a very short distance.
"What? You've come all this way but don't dare to go up? Why didn't you just stay away?" Xu Zijin leaned against the door, sarcastically provoking her.
Yan Yinuo bit her lip, not expecting Xu Zijin to speak so harshly and bluntly.
Even children can be vain; she was the only one in a wheelchair among many parents, afraid of subjecting Douya and Xu Zijin to others' scornful glances.
"Mom, hurry up, all the other kids have gone into the classroom." Douya urged anxiously from outside.
Yan Yinuo sat uneasily in her seat, watching the scene opposite through the transparent glass.
Whether by accident or coincidence, Douya's classroom was on the first floor, without even stairs.
"Douya, go with Dad. You don't need a timid mom hiding in the car, afraid to meet people." Xu Zijin's face turned cold as he directly turned and walked away, holding his son's little hand.
