A few minutes later, Tang Jinglan kept apologizing, saying frankly she’d educate her son well tonight.

Promising it won’t happen again.

The headmaster, who originally planned to persuade them to leave, sighed. Seeing her say so, he couldn’t bring up the matter anymore.

Thinking about it now, kids can be educated, but they can’t really be expelled.

Moreover, whether a kindergarten child can be expelled is not something he can decide.

Without the boss’s consent, if he really persuaded them to leave, he might end up suffering.

Indeed, one must think things over carefully.

Otherwise, a wrong step could lead to a bottomless pit.

"The child is still young; he shouldn’t be hit."

"Don’t worry, headmaster! I’ll find a stick and spank him later!"

"Er? No, that’s not it."

"Mrs. Wang Haoran, you might be misunderstanding. I mean, you shouldn’t hit kids. They’re so young, with delicate skin."

Tang Jinglan nodded in agreement, smiling, "Headmaster, I understand!"

Turning to bring her son home for a spanking, she took a look back and exclaimed "Good heavens."

Truly a member of the Old Wang family, this little guy had quietly run ten meters away.

The next second, Tang Jinglan grinned, thinking, "Running? Well, he needs to be caught!"

No matter how fast he runs, can he run out of the compound?

The security guards at Candy Tech aren’t just some old folks hired by the company.

"Wang Haoran, stop right there for your mother!"

"Mom, I’m not stupid. Why wouldn’t I run? Do I wait here to get hit?"

Ever since mom was talking back with the headmaster, Wang Haoran sensed something was amiss.

That smile hid a butcher’s knife!

This time, honeyed words probably won’t work with mom.

Amid everyone’s gaze, Tang Jinglan and Wang Haoran performed a mother-son chase spectacle.

It almost alerted the security personnel patrolling the compound.

Even the armed police on the training ground paused in shock to watch the chase.

If Candy had seen this, she’d probably follow on her bicycle for entertainment.

Reaching the top floor, Candy stood outside the office door, hesitating to enter.

Feiyan went straight to the lounge, joined others in watching the scene with laughter.

Hearing them discuss her in the lounge, Candy awkwardly pushed her bicycle into the office.

"Brother, I’m back."

"Oh."

The anticipated storm didn’t come; her brother merely responded lightly.

Candy summoned courage to look up, growing more puzzled.

Not only did he not scold her, but he didn’t even glance up.

What was so interesting on the computer that her brother got engrossed?

Driven by curiosity, Candy parked her bike and walked over to her brother.

Hey? Isn’t this the surveillance footage outside?

Wait, why are two people running?

Is it a game of eagle catching chicks?

And that back looks so familiar.

Ah, remembered, it’s the big sister who walks with gust!

"Big sister is awesome, so fast~"

Mo Jingchun glanced down at his sister, asking with slight surprise: "You know her?"

"Nope."

"But I met this big sister on the way back."

"Big sister walks with gust."

The words were scrambled, leaving Mo Jingchun dizzy.

While watching the mother-son chase with interest, Mo Jingchun casually remarked:

"Heard some cutie spent the entire first afternoon sleeping at school?"

"Is that true?"

Here it comes, as expected, it came.

Candy knew escape was impossible.

"Just slept a little while." Candy raised her pinky, indicating a small amount.

"Oh~"

Just when Candy prepared for a scolding or punishment, her brother left the matter hanging.

Was that it? Candy was puzzled.

"Brother, you’re not mad?"

Mo Jingchun looked down at his sister, surprised: "Why be mad?"

"The first day wasn’t free activities, with random playtime?"

"There’s no rule against napping."

Mo Jingchun really saw nothing wrong, in a kindergarten, even napping during class wouldn’t be chastised.

Instead, Wang Haoran, the unusual little fellow, interested Mo Jingchun more.

This little guy is certainly talented.

With correct guidance, and his wildly imaginative thinking, he could achieve great research success.

Lots of technological advancements get stuck, why? Many scientists know it stems from habitual thinking.

Much research builds on predecessors’ work. But are all foundations correct? Not necessarily.

Take the light aether theory for example.

For over a thousand years, scientists studied how light travels.

In 1704, Newton proposed light was particle-based, moving through a pervasive "aether" medium—a theory other scientists supported.

Before the famous Michelson-Morley experiment challenged it, the aether theory was widely accepted.

But the Michelson-Morley experiment proved the aether theory wrong.

Advancement needs people with breakthrough thinking.

Whether this child can maintain this thinking, only time will tell.

Suddenly, Mo Jingchun’s mouth curled into a smile.

The troublemaker was caught.

In the parking lot, Tang Jinglan finally caught her son’s arm, gasping for breath.

The day’s exertion matched a month’s workout.

All thanks to this bit of flesh running around.

After catching her breath, Tang Jinglan smiled and said, "Run, why’d you stop?"

"Couldn’t run any more." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Mom, let go and we’ll race again."

"Does mom look stupid?"

"Give up, tonight mom will let you taste some stick meat."

"Teacher and headmaster said you need a good spanking. Just comply."

"Mom you’re lying, the headmaster said no hitting children."

"Ha, it’s called ’irony,’ don’t you get it?"

If the headmaster were here, he’d cry out innocence.

Repeatedly emphasized ’don’t hit the kids,’ right?

Passing a greenery belt, Tang Jinglan’s eyes lit up.

A smooth stick, though bent, felt perfect to hold.

"Son, endure briefly tonight."

"Mom tells you, according to Newton’s third law, forces are mutual. Son, when hit on you, it pains mom’s heart."

Under Tang Jinglan’s arm, Wang Haoran looked in disbelief.