Qin Yao then left.
He was surprised to find a search bar on the computer screen.
Recent searches included: ‘How to cultivate a child’s interest in languages?’
‘Early childhood English learning’
‘What is the simplest way to teach children English?’
Qin Yao: “…”
He was slightly stunned, completely surprised that the president would personally take care of the child.
And even teach the child English.
Isn’t this something that can be solved by hiring an English tutor?
Families like theirs can hire any kind of teacher they want, yet the president himself has to teach the child.
Despite his busy schedule, the president still took the time to teach her these things.
This child was extraordinary.
This was a privilege that no one else would receive.
After standing there in a daze for a while, Qin Yao remembered that he still had work to do.
He quickly found the file and sent it to Duan Zihui.
In the evening, Duan Zihui went to the bookstore and bought several early childhood English education textbooks.
He went to Zhuzhu’s place around 7 PM.
He decided to teach her English by telling her stories at the same time.
But that evening, when her father told her that he was going to tell her a story, Little Zhuzhu was playing with her Lego bricks.
This was what her mother bought for her when she took her shopping today.
The girl was looking troubled.
Hearing her father’s words, she frowned and said, “Dad, I don’t want to hear a story anymore. I want to play with my Lego tonight, but I’m not very good at it. Can you play with me?”
Xie Qingyu stood to the side watching TV. She was wearing a yellow suit dress, which made her look elegant and beautiful. Her slightly crooked posture gave her a lazy air.
Duan Zihui, noticing her engrossed in TV, deliberately asked with a smirk, “Doesn’t Mom play Lego with you?”
Zhuzhu pouted: “Dad, what you’re saying is nonsense. If Mom wanted to play with me, would I need to call you? She’s just a lazybones; she never wants to play with my toys.”
“Other people’s mothers spend time with their children studying and playing with toys, but my mother doesn’t.”
The little girl’s voice was filled with resentment.
Xie Qingyu looked at her upon hearing this and smiled, “Isn’t your Dad here?”
She gave Duan Zihui a look that said: “Don’t touch me.”
Duan Zihui smiled, his already handsome face now giving him a slightly devilish charm.
Xie Qingyu was momentarily stunned by his smile, averting her gaze and awkwardly continuing to watch TV.
Zhuzhu thought that it made a lot of sense.
She nodded her little head: “Yes, with Daddy here, Daddy can play with me.”
So Duan Zihui had no choice but to give up teaching her English for now and play with building blocks with her instead.
Her father was quite clever, too. The little girl hadn’t figured out how to assemble a toy before, but as soon as her father came, he knew how and even taught her step by step.
After assembling several components of the building blocks, Little Zhuzhu couldn’t help but praise her father, saying, “Dad, I think you’re almost as good as Chongchong’s dad.”
Duan Zihui didn’t really like comparing himself to Xu Yi. Lately, Zhuzhu only seen other people’s fathers’ strengths, not their weaknesses.
Clearly, he wasn’t any worse than Xu Yi.
He smiled slightly: “His father has his own strengths, and your father has his own strengths.”
Zhuzhu fiddled with her building blocks, blinking her beautiful big eyes, and said, “I know that Chongchong’s dad can cook and buys Chongchong lots of things. Dad, you said you have your strengths, so tell me what your strengths are?”
Let him praise himself?
Duan Zihui couldn’t bring himself to praise himself.
Praising himself would seem like bragging.
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