“No problem.” The teacher smiled and responded. What she couldn’t figure out was how come XingXing seemed very familiar with that Mr. Jiang but his mother acted as though she didn’t know him at all. She didn’t even greet him. 

But she would only stop at thinking about it. She had just been lectured by the principal. She was told that this was not someone she could offend so she was just going to keep her mouth shut so as not to get herself into any troubles. 

“Mmm”

Jiang MingYuan had been leaving work early occasionally as of late just so that he could wait outside the kindergarten and catch a glimpse of his son. He was here today as well. The only difference was that the familiar silhouette who always waited early at the front of the kindergarten wasn’t there today. 

“No, no.” Cheng Huan recollected herself and shook her hand. “The recipe of my marinate isn’t a big deal. I don’t need you to pay me. Consider it a repayment for making sure I get home safely in the past.”