Chapter 1983 Dad?

"Why, you don't want to leave?" Feng Yiping touched his son's head and asked knowingly.

Vincent, who was lying on the back seat, kept looking at his mother standing in front of the door and waving at him with a smile, and said without turning his head, "Mom said that I am a boy and I have to get used to the days when my father or mother is not around."

Of course, he still can't bear to leave.

To say that he didn't cry at this time, it was already good.

"Do you like going on business trips with your father?" Feng Yiping waved at Ma Ling.

"I like it," the little guy said immediately without any hesitation, "but..." He looked at the back of the car again, and his mother was getting farther and farther away and more and more blurred.

"Yes, next time, Mom will also be with us,"

"I know, Mom has work to do now," Vincent wiped his eyes, his eyes were already a little red.

This child has become quite strong now.

Of course, it is more likely that Ma Ling's ideological work has been done well.

"But Dad, is it okay if I don't go to kindergarten?"

"It doesn't matter. Going on business trips with Dad will also help me learn a lot of knowledge, which is knowledge that the teachers in the kindergarten can't teach."

Speaking of which, his son and daughter's kindergarten are very casual, and they often ask for leave.

This is not only related to his special situation, but also to his concept. Even in the past, he didn't want his children to be little prodigies, who knew a lot of words in kindergarten, won some awards in some competitions...

In fact, if he wasn't worried that Feng Zhenchang and Mei Qiuping would spoil them too much, and the two mothers were reluctant to let them go, he wanted to throw them back to Fengjia Chong, let them get in touch with nature more, let them play with their friends more, and let them understand real life from an early age.

He has always disagreed with the so-called saying that children should not lose at the starting line. Life is not a track and field competition. It doesn't matter if you start a little late or a little slow.

Those children who hold a pile of certificates or a big box of trophies in the first grade don't necessarily leave other children far behind.

Besides, his children now also don't need to start from a young age, and get those certificates and trophies to prove their excellence. To use a word that he himself doesn't quite agree with, but it's still true, to be his children, to a certain extent, they have become winners in life.

This time, he hopes that his children can develop some good habits and have a good character from an early age.

Compared with those trophies, these are more important.

"Oh, you miss those friends in kindergarten, right?" Feng Yiping saw another little thought of his son.

Children like to stay with other children.

"Yes," Vincent was a little embarrassed.

"This point, I think, this time will not disappoint you,"

"Really?" Vincent asked in surprise, "Dad, are there other children with us?"

"You will know soon," Feng Yiping said with a smile.

"Boss," Owen suddenly called Feng Yiping at this time, and gestured to the opposite side.

Feng Yiping looked and saw that Huang Jingping's Range Rover was flashing its lights and driving to a side road next to the main road.

Shouldn't she be waiting on the plane?

The Hummer quickly drove to the back of the Range Rover parked on the side of the road. "Son, sit in the car for a while, Dad will be back soon,"

"Hi Carol," he opened the door of the Range Rover and greeted Carol who was driving.

Before Carol got out of the car, he grabbed Huang Jingping's hand and asked, "Why did you come out now? Is there something wrong?"

"No," Huang Jingping shook her head and glanced at the Range Rover behind her. "She didn't come either,"

"Yes, there was an emergency at the company," Feng Yiping said.

As for the current situation, although it has improved a lot, he still dared not neglect it at all, for fear that he would break this seemingly fragile balance because of his improper handling.

Therefore, he has been carefully considering the feelings of both sides.

For example, taking two children to Los Angeles today is a simple matter, but it is also very troublesome to implement.

No matter which home he left from, it was obviously inappropriate to take one child to another home to pick up another child.

It was also inappropriate for him to take a mother and child to the airport to wait for another mother and child to come by themselves.

It was not appropriate to let the two mothers take their children to the airport to wait for him first.

To be honest, when he was not there, he was really worried about what chemical reaction would happen when the two bumped into each other. Although he was not good at chemistry, he at least knew that many chemical reactions were very intense.

So, the final plan was that he would accompany Huang Jingping and Aman to the airport first, and then pick up Ma Ling and Vincent...

He also hoped that after he took the two children away, the two mothers could have some contact again. Whether it was to further break the ice or to create new conflicts, it didn't matter anyway, it was not in front of the children.

He believed that the meeting between the two mothers, whether it was amicable or not, would be a progress. If they met a few more times, they would be more familiar with each other, and they would not have to be as respectful and cautious as they are now.

However, Ma Ling changed his mind and did not send Vincent on the plane. On this side, Huang Jingping obviously did not want to wait until she saw Ma Ling before leaving...

This can only be said that although key progress has been made, he still has a long way to go to perfectly solve this problem.

Huang Jingping smiled and gently helped him tidy up his clothes. "Let's go to the airport. Don't let Amanda get impatient waiting on the plane."

"You, don't you want to meet Vincent?"

"Forget it, there are plenty of opportunities," Huang Jingping said.

She was thinking about Feng Yiping. How should you introduce me to Vincent now?

"Enjoy your parent-child vacation,"

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"Leticia, why hasn't Dad come yet?" On the plane, Amanda threw the paintbrush aside and looked out the window again impatiently.

"We'll be there soon," Leticia comforted her.

"Amanda, shall we play a puzzle?" Lin Ruhan came over with a box.

"Okay," Amanda did not continue to be angry, and took the initiative to move the things she had placed on the table. At this time, she saw a car coming and hurriedly ran to the cabin door, shouting, "It's Dad, Dad is here,"

"Dad?" She happily ran to the gangway, but saw her father walking up with a little boy, and was stunned. Who was the one in her father's hand?

"Vincent?"

Vincent was asking his father, "Is the kid already on the plane?" He happened to hear someone calling Dad, and then he saw Amanda standing at the cabin door. He was very happy, "Amanda," he immediately ran up with a smile.

Amanda was a child after all. When she saw that it was really Vincent, she didn't want to know why he was here, and happily reached out to hold Vincent, "Are you going with me?"

"Yes, we'll go together," Vincent hugged Amanda, who was shorter than him, and kissed her on the face.

"Yeah," Amanda shouted happily, "Thank you, Dad,"

Just then, Vincent turned around and thanked Feng Yiping, "Thank you, Dad,"

"Dad?" The two little guys, still holding hands, felt that something seemed wrong.

"Dad," the two looked at Feng Yiping who was walking up.

Feng Yiping smiled, this would happen sooner or later.

"Come on, let's go in first, okay?" He picked up one in each hand and walked into the plane.

"Boss, welcome aboard, do you need me to prepare anything for them?" Lin Ruhan came over.

"If you can get two servings of ice cream, I think it would be helpful," Feng Yiping said.

"Okay, I'll be right there,"

"Vincent, you sit inside, Amanda, you sit in the aisle, okay," Feng Yiping placed the two little guys who were still looking at each other in confusion and looking at him with a pitiful look from time to time, opposite him, "I know you all have questions to ask, but please sit down first and wait until the plane takes off, okay?"

But Vincent got impatient at this time, he reached out and grabbed Feng Yiping's hand, "Dad, are you also Amanda's father?"

Amanda was younger than Vincent after all, so she grabbed Feng Yiping's other hand and just called "Dad," without asking anything, but there was moisture in her eyes.

Although he had made preparations, at this moment, Feng Yiping still felt a little overwhelmed.