lt like he had lost some muscle.He raised his arm and glanced at the muscles, sighing."You should eat more meat to replenish your protein."Two little kids had already eaten dinner at kindergarten, but...Actually, his feet were a bit sore. Today, in order to look cool, he deliberately didn't use a wheelchair or crutches. Just as he was about to give up and sit down, Shu Tinglan was 15 minutes late. Because his right leg couldn't exert force for too long, he could only secretly put his weight on his left leg. He was already at his limit.

Just now, the kindergarten teacher suggested he could take the children to wait in the car because at the previous parent-child sports meeting, the teacher knew him. Plus, the two little kids were very happy to see him just now and kept calling him "Uncle Yi," so the teacher didn't have too much suspicion.

But Yi Muyang was very insistent, wanting to stand at the kindergarten entrance.

"Don't worry the child's mother."

He was very principled, it was impolite of him to come to the kindergarten without saying hello to see the two children, and naturally he couldn't go any further as to take the children back to his car and wait.

Shu Tinglan was still dressed in her usual way, a black professional suit, black hair, and black glasses. It was all dark and imposing, but Yi Muyang found himself liking her more. She ran up to them, the breeze lifting her bangs to reveal her smooth forehead. Yi Muyang suddenly remembered that day at the Extreme Challenge arena when she fell from the climbing wall onto him, getting a close-up view of her face. Her eyes were as black and glistening as rippling water, and her skin was so smooth he could see the faintest layer of fuzz on it.

When he thought of that, his heart jumped again.

Whenever he thinks of her recently, he gets this fluttering feeling in his chest. Of course, he thinks this is a bad sign. An irregular heartbeat means there's something wrong with his heart, and that's serious. That's why yesterday when he went to the orthopedic department for a follow-up check on his leg, he also made an appointment for a heart checkup.

The electrocardiogram showed no abnormalities, it was normal, but he insisted that he didn't feel well. He said this heartbeat wasn't usual and different from the intense beating he felt when exercising.

The doctor couldn't figure it out and ordered him another echocardiogram, which was still normal. His heart wasn't just fine; it was very strong and healthy. The doctor could only advise: "For now, let's observe. If you still have the symptoms you mentioned, we can do a 24-hour electrocardiogram monitor then."

He is having that feeling of palpitations again and wants to go to the hospital for a check-up immediately.

As soon as Shu Tinglan walked up to him, he subconsciously took two steps back, thinking that this woman was poisonous and should be avoided.

Shu Tinglan took the hands of the two children from him and then looked at him seriously.

"Why is Mr. Yi here" She was quite guarded, especially when it came to her child. Seeing him come to see her child without her knowledge, she couldn't help but wonder about his motives.

"Your house runs a kindergarten Can others not come here" Yi Muyang saw her defenses, and felt very unhappy. What did she take him for He hadn't done anything. When he came, he also went to the parents first to find Shu Tinglan. Seeing that she was late, he had been waiting with the children at the kindergarten entrance all along. In his opinion, he hadn't done anything wrong.

Shu Tinglan didn't say anything after being retorted, and took the children's hands to prepare to return to their car.

At this moment, Yi Muyang from behind called out to her.

"Hey, if you're ever busy in the future, I can help pick up the kids. Anyway, he has a lot of free time."

"Thank you, but no need."

Two little kids stood by the car, refusing to get in, gently tugging at their mother's clothes.

“We want to go play at Uncle Yi's house.”

Just now Uncle Yi promised to teach them how to drive go-karts.

At this time, Yi Muyang also limped over, looking at Shu Tinglan with a hint of smugness. Humph, look, he understood children better than she, the mother.

Shu Tinglan seriously looked at Yi Muyang, thinking he didn't seem malicious. She recalled the parent-child sports day, seeing the smiles on both children's faces. Now, looking at his expectant gaze, her heart softened, and she agreed to let them play for a while.

I originally thought we were going to Yimu Chang's extreme challenge gym, but Yi Mu Chang said we were going to his house.

"The Challenge Hall doesn't have kid go-karts," he explained.

Shu Tinglan remembered the decoration of his villa on the first floor and those entertainment facilities, and understood.

The two children were obviously more familiar with him than she and Yimu Chang. When they arrived at his house, they ran around like wild horses off their leashes, playing everywhere and couldn't be called back. Fortunately, the floor was covered in rubber and the space was large and open, without any obstructions, allowing her to see them at a glance, so there was no safety hazard.

Shu Tinglan discovered that as long as Yi Muyang was around, the two children were noticeably more cheerful and lively, displaying the energy typical of their age. When they were with her, however, perhaps because she was too strict, they tended to be overly well-behaved.

After playing for a little while, Yi Muyang clapped his hands to greet them.

“Come over here, I'm going to take you guys go-karting now.”

Two little children ran over quickly and gathered around him.

He carried two of them, one in each arm, effortlessly at his waist, walking toward the center go-karts.

Two little kids were so happily carried aloft, they danced and laughed with glee. Shutinglan looked at the three figures from behind, feeling a strange sense of bewilderment. He seemed like their father.

"Shu Tinglan, come here!" He thought for a moment, then beckoned her over.

Shuting Lan obediently walked over and asked.

"What's wrong"

"One each," he said, pointing to the go-karts.

"I won't," she said. She had never touched this before.

"It's easy, I'll teach you. Get in the car!"

"Mom, hurry up and get in the car," the child said impatiently.

Shu Tinglan had no choice but to get in the car. The go-kart was very low, and it felt like sitting on the ground.

Yi Muyang was too tall, when he bent down to teach her, his shadow almost enveloped her whole body. The scent of sunshine from his body also hit her face.

Actually, the operation is very simple, you can learn it in just a few moves. She just wants Yi Muyang to stay away from her.

“Got it, got it”

Hearing the disdain in her tone, Yi Muyang was very angry.

“Do you know how many people line up to have me as their coach” Those holding money, lining up, waiting for him to be their coach are all professional players, right

Shu Tinglan scoffed: "Does something as trivial as this even need a coach" She thought he was talking about the parents hiring him.

Yimu Yang also didn't want to explain this issue to ignorant people anymore.

He carried Shu Xiaonian onto the car, while Shu Tinglan carried Shu Xiaohe onto the car.

Shu Xiaohua thinks her mom is so slow! Uncle Yi and Shu Xiaonian have already played several rounds, but Mom isn't moving like a snail, or even spinning in circles. She's about to cry from frustration.

When Yi Mu Yang brought Shu Xiaonian back into her sight, she tearfully waved at them.

"Uncle Yi, I want to play with you."

"Uncle Yi."

Yimu Yang proudly parked the car beside them. With a long arm, he scooped Shu Xiaohua into his car. The two little kids sat obediently in front and giggled happily.

Every time he passed by the snail's mother, he would shout, "Mom, you got this!"

"Ms. Shu, you got this!"

Shu Tinglan originally thought it was no different from driving, but after getting in the car, she realized it was completely different. The direction and horsepower were all different. After turning for several circles, she finally got a feel for it.wouldn't answer my calls.His phone buzzed in the corner, lost in the din. He was too weary to hear it. He sat there, his eyes cold and distant, watching the others argue with a detached indifference...