Reborn as a Weak Beauty Pampered by All Chapter 1385 - 3333_2

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Previously on Reborn as a Weak Beauty Pampered by All...
Kang Li discusses her children's preschool attendance with her husband, Luo Yanqing, as their children, Tangyuan and Bun, argue that they are too advanced for preschool and would prefer to study with tutors. Luo Yanqing initially suggests a compromise of continuing preschool while also studying at home. However, Bun reveals that their great-grandparents have already arranged for tutors, Ryan and Lin, to stay at the old house and teach them. Kang Li agrees to the children attending preschool but states that after their fifth birthday, they will attend elementary school, while continuing their advanced studies with the tutors on weekends and holidays. Bun then presses the issue, revealing they have already mastered first and second-grade textbooks.

"Mom, aren’t we smart cookies?"

Guoguo’s clear, dark eyes were filled with bewilderment.

Kang Li shook her head. Just then, Guoguo’s soft, adorable voice chimed in again, "Then why doesn’t Mom listen to us? We want to learn on our own, and we won’t become bookworms!"

Bun and Tangyuan quickly nodded their small heads in agreement, "Not bookworms!"

At that moment, Luo Yanqing interjected, "Alright, Dad and Mom understand your feelings. Now, follow us to rinse your mouths and soak your feet. Tomorrow morning, Dad and Mom will give you our answer."

Different children require distinct approaches. Luo Yanqing recognized that Kang Li’s intention wasn’t for Bun, Tangyuan, and Crescent Moon to commence elementary school prematurely; excessive learning was ultimately for their benefit. However, it was now evident that Bun, Tangyuan, and Crescent Moon desired self-directed learning and understood the negative aspects of being bookworms. In such circumstances, as parents, it was best to honor their children’s wishes.

Rising to his feet, Luo Yanqing guided Bun, Tangyuan, and Crescent Moon to the bathroom to brush their teeth.

Kang Li remained seated on the sofa, unmoving.

She knew her well-intentioned desires for the children had not been accepted by Bun, Tangyuan, and Crescent Moon. An imperceptible sense of frustration welled up within her, yet paradoxically, she also felt immensely proud.

After all, her children were exceptional. So young, yet already possessing self-discipline, not wasting precious time, and adept at balancing study and rest.

Oh! How magnificently gifted was she?

Her lovely brows curved into shapes resembling crescent moons. Unbeknownst to her, a smile bloomed on Kang Li’s pure and elegant face.

So impressive, my dear sister!

After a prolonged period without conceiving, she had finally become pregnant, subsequently giving birth to high-IQ, adorable, well-behaved little ones. And triplets, no less, all blessed with superior intellect. Hmm, she truly was amazing!

Without a shadow of a doubt, Kang Li was basking in a moment of profound self-satisfaction.

So engrossed was she in her thoughts that she didn’t even notice Luo Yanqing approach, and she couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh.

"Were you thinking about something pleasant?"

"Huh?"

Startled by Luo Yanqing’s unexpected voice, Kang Li looked up at him. "Were you addressing me?"

"..."

Luo Yanqing’s lips twitched slightly as he inquired, "Is there anyone else besides us in the living room?"

Hearing this, Kang Li flushed slightly. She coughed twice, rather awkwardly, before responding, "So, what did you say just now?"

"I heard you laughing."

The moment Luo Yanqing uttered these words, Kang Li’s cheeks burned instantly.

"It seems you really were thinking happy thoughts. Can’t you share them with me?" Luo Yanqing’s eyes sparkled, his lips forming an alluring curve as he observed Kang Li.

As if she hadn’t heard him, Kang Li abruptly shifted the topic: "Where are Bun, Tangyuan, and Crescent Moon?"

"They’re already tucked into bed."

Luo Yanqing’s expression held a hint of playful amusement. "You’re deliberately changing the subject, aren’t you?"

"I haven’t the faintest idea what you’re talking about." Kang Li stood up. "I’m going to go tell Bun, Tangyuan, and Crescent Moon a bedtime story." Without awaiting Luo Yanqing’s reply, she was already heading upstairs.

Observing her hasty retreat, as if trying to evade something, Luo Yanqing let out a soft chuckle.

"I’ll be waiting for you to tell me!"

Hearing his voice from behind, Kang Li halted her ascent. She turned back, her face flushed, and shot him a playfully indignant glare before continuing her journey upstairs.

To her surprise, the sound of his laughter echoed once more.

"Professor Luo, can you possibly refrain from being so bothersome?"

Standing on the second-floor landing, Kang Li glared down at the man in the living room below, her beautiful eyes wide. Unbeknownst to her, her words and current expression appeared utterly like a charming display for Luo Yanqing.

"Mom, what story are you going to tell us tonight?"

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Guoguo looked up and saw Kang Li enter the room. She couldn’t help but raise her sweet voice to ask.

"Actually, I prefer Mom’s original stories!"

This came from Tangyuan’s sugary voice.

"I like Little Bear Dudu too!" Guoguo added. "But I’ve already finished the book Mom gave us!" With the pinyin guide, reading was no trouble at all.

There was even an English version, which she read with effortless fluency!

Bun chimed in, "Mom, is there more to Little Bear Dudu’s story?"

"Yes, it’s divided into three parts: the first, middle, and last. The middle part is almost complete, and when it’s published, Mom will give it to you." Kang Li settled into a chair, speaking softly. "How about Mom starts telling you the continuation of Little Bear Dudu tonight?"

"Okay, okay!"

Guoguo clapped her hands enthusiastically, like a little seal.

"Mom, maybe tell us idiom stories or fables instead? We can read Little Bear Dudu ourselves!" The tale of Little Bear Dudu isn’t going anywhere; Mom will give us the book later. But if she doesn’t tell us idiom or fable stories tonight, it feels like we’ll miss out on something special.