Chapter 89

Fifteen minutes later, outside the gate of Kyoto Kindergarten.

"Ruochu, say goodbye to grandpa, grandma, and dad."

The kindergarten teacher held Ji Ruochu's little hand, barely maintaining the smile on her face.

"Goodbye grandpa and grandma." Ji Ruochu waved goodbye to the smiling Ji elders like a soulless beckoning cat.

Then she turned her head to look at her dad, King Ji, who had calmed down.

"Goodbye, dad."

The once overbearing King Ji was being restrained by the Ji elders on both sides, and could only show a smile uglier than crying.

"Dear daughter..."

"It's time for class, parents please stay, we will notify you in the group chat when school is over in the evening!"

Afraid that this dad would make another scene, the teacher immediately said.

Seeing this, the other teachers also quickened their pace to coax the reluctant children into the school gate.

Even the chubby boy who was crying his heart out was directly picked up by the male teacher and taken into the school gate during a sob.

In the blink of an eye, only a group of parents were left staring at each other blankly at the school gate.

The Ji elders ignored the onlookers and expressionlessly led their eye-catching son, the "striking bag in the parent community", towards the parking lot.

Only when they got into the car and closed the windows did the Ji elders heave a sigh of relief. Damn, never in their lives had they lost face like this!

It was even more embarrassing than when they went to the parent-teacher meeting for Ji Mochen who was the worst in their grade back then!

"I should've expected no less from you..."

You were an embarrassment to your parents when you were little, now you are an embarrassment to your daughter when you grew up, really impressive!

The old couple couldn't help but laugh and cry at the thought that they were already quite advanced in years yet still had the chance to pick up their son from kindergarten.

"Alright, hurry up and wipe away those tears." Seeing that the son in the passenger seat was tearing up again, Ji's mother immediately said. "I know you're afraid that Ruochu would be bullied at school, but have you thought about how things are different now compared to the past?

Back then, when Ji Group was on the verge of collapse, your dad and I were too busy to care for you kids, that's why those pesky bullies were able to approach you.

Now with your big brother and third brother around, who would dare bully Ruochu?"

"That may not be the case." In front of his parents, Ji Mochen didn't have the self-awareness of someone in their thirties at all. His tone was both aggrieved and indignant, "My brothers were famous geniuses back then too, yet that didn't stop those bastards from tripping me up."

The Ji elders: ......

The old couple endured again and again to avoid saying the extremely hurtful words "Do you think Ruochu's intelligence really took after you?" after all, their only regret over the years was this second son.

Thirty years ago, the Ji Group was on the verge of bankruptcy and liquidation. At that time, the person in charge was not Ji's father, but his older brother.

Due to critical misjudgments, the company's cash flow was interrupted, and competitors from all sides took the opportunity to kick them while they were down. If it weren't for Ji's father winning a gambling agreement at the critical moment back then, reversing the Ji family's decline in one fell swoop. Who knows what would have become of the Ji Group now.

It was also because Ji's father made a name for himself in the business world after that crisis. After the crisis passed, his elder brother voluntarily withdrew from the company's management and went to take charge of the jewelry industry instead.

But every blessing has its curse. When the Ji couple came to their senses, they realized that their three sons had been overtly and covertly targeted.

The children were sensible enough not to tell their family about it. The eldest and youngest sons were fine, having been child prodigies since a young age.

Jumping three grades in a row, one in grade eight and the other in grade six. At first, there were still people blind enough to test them, but after the two brothers taught them a lesson, no one tried to court death anymore.

Only Ji Mochen, the most mediocre yet best looking among the three brothers, was bullied by a bunch of spoiled brats for a long time.

Not only that, after Ji Moyi skipped grades and entered middle school early, these kids begun to intensify their bullying. Meanwhile Ji Mochen was too concerned about face to tell his family, and his parents were too busy with business to notice.

Ji Moyi and Ji Moting were busy participating in various competitions outside. Most of the time, apart from the nanny, Ji Mochen was the only one home alone.

When bullied, the child avoided the nanny and secretly hid in his room to wipe away his tears.

It wasn't until the school's New Year Gala during his fourth grade.

Taking advantage when he went backstage to change, the kids who often bullied Ji Mochen swarmed in with various princess dresses they had prepared beforehand.

A few kids just over ten years old beamed their brightest smiles as they forcibly put lipstick and blush on Ji Mochen.

Ji Mochen’s class was about to go on stage to perform, yet these kids still didn’t stop. Holding a camera, they pointed to a dozen dresses,

Telling him that if he didn’t try on every single dress, they wouldn't let him out.

They thought the usually docile Ji Mochen would obediently put on the clothes as usual and allow them to take pictures.

But Ji Mochen didn't. Seeing the cameras in their hands, he knew that if he put them on today, not only himself, but the face of the entire Ji family would be lost by him.

He was already useless for not being able to contribute to his family, how could he still humiliate such outstanding family members?

Yet there was only one of him. In the end, more than a dozen kids with malicious intent forced him to start changing clothes.

At that moment, as he stared at the door closing shut, child Ji Mochen understood for the first time what despair meant.

He thought of the teachers who had turned a blind eye until now instead of stopping them;

He thought of the humiliation his parents and brothers would suffer because of him in the future;

He thought of how all his classmates and teachers would look at him in the future...

The boy who had been forcibly stripped of his suit jacket eventually couldn't hold back his tears.

However, his tears did not arouse their sympathy, on the contrary, it excited them even more.

A group of kids enthusiastically snapped pictures of Ji Mochen's pitiful tear-stained face.

"Look at him cry, he looks even more like a girl!"

"Hahahaha......"

"He's such a crybaby, why don't we just call him sister Mochen from now on, sister Mochen?"