Su Ya's heart thudded uncontrollably at the question, wishing she could just disappear into a crack in the ground.
In broad daylight, she had actually indulged in a daydream filled with springtime fantasies, utterly lacking in reserve—how shameless.
"Ah, no, nothing, by the way, Dr. Su, where did you get such a nice car?"
"You don't need to worry about that. Since I'm to pretend to be Yaya's father, I definitely need to provide both you and Yaya with ample dignity."
Hearing Su Fan say this, Su Ya's face grew even more flushed, almost to the point of dripping blood, and her voice trembled a little.
"Do Yaya and I mean that much to you?"
Su Fan was silent for a moment.
He could detect the hint in Su Ya's words.
Last time, Su Ya had already openly confessed her feelings for him.
However, what Su Ya wanted was a status, a marriage, even a father for her child, but Su Fan wasn't mentally prepared for that, especially since he was only eighteen years old.
Yet, Su Ya was indeed a very charming woman, and Su Fan was moved by her.
Especially since Su Ya was also of an extremely yin constitution.
Now, Su Fan wanted to enhance his cultivation to face the experts summoned by the Blood Wolf Gang.
Winning over Su Ya was essential.
"Sister Su Ya, wherever you need me, I definitely won't refuse."
Su Fan looked ahead, giving an ambiguous answer.
This answer was neither a lie, nor would it upset Su Ya.
"Hmph, men's mouths, deceitful ghosts."
Su Ya pouted slightly, muttering under her breath, but her face was covered with a deep smile, her entire being sweet to the extreme.
Yaya, sitting at the back, poked her little head through the middle.
"Hehe, Mommy, why is your face red?"
"Do you like Uncle Su?"
Su Ya instantly turned red-faced and extremely shy.
"Teachers in charge, please count the attendees lightly."
At the entrance of Feng's Grand Hotel, the principal was leading the teachers in counting the attendees.
On the parking lot at the hotel's entrance, it was crowded with people.
"Report, Principal, our class's Su Xiaoya has not arrived yet."
A young female teacher said.
"Oh, Su Xiaoya, the poor girl without a father, right?"
The principal glanced around.
"I'm familiar with that child's family situation, she really isn't suited for our kind of prestigious kindergarten. If it weren't for her mother troubling me for several days, I wouldn't have agreed to enroll her."
"They don't have a car, and besides, today's activities are quite expensive, I doubt they will come, let's forget about that mother and daughter and go in."
"Exactly, Principal Zhang, you really need to be more selective during admissions in the future, we shouldn't lower the kindergarten's standards by accepting just anyone."
The crowd laughed uproarously.
Just then, a brand-new Range Rover drove into the parking lot.
In an instant, it drew the attention of a cluster of parents.
The new Range Rover had been on the market for less than a month.
It was very rare, with only three to five in the whole of Yang City, while these parents drove mid-range vehicles like Camrys or Accords, and a few owned a C-class Mercedes or BMW—it was beyond their dreams to own a Range Rover.
"I saw this new Range Rover at a car show a few days ago, it costs a good two million, and you have to place an order in advance."
"Is some big shot from Yang City coming here to dine?"
"That license plate number is pretty impressive too, could it be someone from the top families in Yang City?"
"I wonder if we could get to know them."
Some parents had already gathered to take photos, planning to post them on social networks.
The moment the car stopped, it was surrounded by an impenetrable crowd.