She hung up without hesitation, but the phone kept ringing persistently like a death knell.
Finally, she answered impatiently, "What is it?"
"Taking so long to answer, you weren't doing something shameful with your toy boy, were you?" came the man's disgusting voice from the phone.
"Qiao Zihao, are you sick? We're already divorced. Who I'm with has nothing to do with you. Is it your business?" Xu Muqing didn't bother to explain. She saw no need to waste her breath on someone like him.
To her surprise, Qiao Zihao became furious upon hearing this: "It seems you really are keeping a toy boy. I never expected you to be this kind of person.
No wonder you agreed to the divorce so readily back then, you already had a backup!"
Seeing that he had no serious matter to discuss and was just trying to disgust her, Xu Muqing immediately hung up.
To prevent him from calling again and ruining her mood, she blocked his number.
The moment Qiao Zihao abandoned her for Yao Yao, she considered him dead.
However, hearing Qiao Zihao mention Liu Yifeng, her mind was filled with the image of Liu Yifeng desperately saving Yao Yao.
In the morning, she had taken Liu Yifeng back to the mall. She hadn't left, but after he departed, she returned to the mall and reviewed the surveillance footage from that moment.
When Yao Yao was about to fall, no one made any move to save her. Only he, without hesitation, dropped what he was holding, rushed towards Yao Yao, and fell heavily onto the ground.
Yet, he didn't even frown. He even warmly comforted the startled Yao Yao.
If Qiao Zihao had been the one at the mall that day, he would never have done this. He would have just watched Yao Yao fall and then accused her of not taking good care of her.
Therefore, Liu Yifeng had not only saved Yao Yao's life that day, but he had also saved her own.
For this immense favor, Liu Yifeng had never expected anything in return.
But the more he acted like this, the more uneasy Xu Muqing felt.
Thinking this, she decided to give him something as a thank you tomorrow.
At four in the afternoon, Liu Yifeng arrived at Old Master Zhao's house on time. Zhao Qing was also there.
"Daddy, you're here!" Tong Tong saw him and ran over joyfully, hugging Liu Yifeng's leg.
"Tong Tong hasn't been misbehaving at Grandpa Zhao's place, has he?" Liu Yifeng asked with a smile.
"Mr. Liu, Tong Tong has been very well-behaved. He's not noisy or troublesome, and he's very focused when he's studying!" the nanny couldn't help but praise.
She had been a nanny for over twenty years and had cared for children in wealthy families before. None of them were as sensible or intelligent as Tong Tong. A child like this was welcomed everywhere.
Zhao Qing also smiled upon seeing Liu Yifeng and said, "I came today specifically to see how Tong Tong studies. This child is truly too intelligent.
Whatever my father teaches him, he remembers it without needing to be told a second time. If he continues learning at this pace, his calligraphy skills will rival contemporary calligraphers within two years."
Her words might sound exaggerated, but in reality, they were not at all.
What others took half a year to achieve, he accomplished in just one day.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, who would believe that a boy under four years old possessed such talent?
Liu Yifeng was also proud to hear Director Zhao praise his son so highly. "This is all thanks to Old Mr. Zhao's excellent teaching!"
Zhao Dewang immediately replied, "I dare not take such credit. It's mainly because Tong Tong is exceptionally gifted. He never asks for repetition for anything he's taught.
I can say without exaggeration that this child's intelligence surpasses that of world-renowned figures.
It's no wonder that Elder You Li accepted Tong Tong as his disciple."
"Mr. Zhao, if you keep praising him like this, the child will become arrogant," Liu Yifeng said with a smile.
"So what if he's arrogant? Tong Tong has the right to be!" Zhao Dewang snorted.
As they left Old Master Zhao's house, Tong Tong finally noticed his father's injured hand and frowned, "Daddy, what happened to your hand?"
"It's nothing, I just fell," Liu Yifeng said dismissively.
"It must have hurt a lot, right?"
"It doesn't hurt. Daddy is an adult, this little injury is nothing. Are you hungry, Tong Tong? Daddy will take you to eat something delicious."
Normally, Tong Tong would have nodded happily, but this time he shook his head, "I don't want to eat. Daddy, let's go home."
Liu Yifeng sensed something was off with Tong Tong and became worried. "Why don't you want to eat all of a sudden? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
"No, I just want to go home," Tong Tong said listlessly.
Seeing this, Liu Yifeng drove them back.
As soon as they arrived home, Tong Tong quickly got out of the car and headed straight for the study, closing the door behind him.
Da Bai, who had followed him, was shut out and impatiently scratched at the door with its paws, trying to push it open.
Liu Chunsheng saw this and asked with confusion, "What's wrong with Tong Tong? He seems unhappy!"
"I don't know either. He was fine at first, but after seeing my injured hand, he became unhappy and didn't talk much," Liu Yifeng was also puzzled.
Liu Chunsheng immediately said, "I understand. He's worried about you.
Be more careful in the future and don't make Tong Tong worry."
Hearing that this was the reason, Liu Yifeng was moved beyond words.
He then hugged Da Bai, who was still whining plaintively, preventing it from disturbing Tong Tong.
He shouted to Tong Tong inside, "Tong Tong, Daddy's hand is really fine. Come out quickly!"
"Daddy, I'll be out in a bit!" Tong Tong replied from inside the room.
Seeing that Tong Tong's tone was normal, Liu Yifeng felt relieved and didn't rush him further.
He then put Da Bai in its dog cage, threw it a small ball, and let it play inside.
"Yifeng, feed the chickens later. I'll start dinner!"
"Dad, it's still early, it's only five o'clock!" Liu Yifeng glanced at the time. The sun hadn't even set yet.
Dinner was usually served at half-past five, so it was indeed a bit too early.
"Then I'll cook later. Oh, there's iced mung bean soup in the refrigerator. It's good for clearing heat and relieving summer heat. Go have some, and pour a bowl for Tong Tong when he comes out." Liu Chunsheng had cooked mung bean soup at noon and kept it in the refrigerator.
Upon hearing there was mung bean soup, Liu Yifeng immediately went to the kitchen to get a bowl and poured himself some. It was incredibly refreshing to drink iced mung bean soup on a hot day.
About half an hour later, Tong Tong finally emerged from the study. He had gone in empty-handed, but came out holding something sticky and gooey. It was dark and mushy, and it was unclear what it was.
"Tong Tong, what's that in your hand? Is it mud?" Liu Yifeng asked, pointing at the substance.
"Daddy, give me your hand," Tong Tong replied, avoiding the question as he walked over.
Liu Yifeng, not understanding, held out his hand. Tong Tong, without a word, took a cotton swab, scooped up some of the paste from the lid, and gently applied it to his wrist.
Indeed, it felt cool and quite comfortable.
"Tong Tong, what is this?" Liu Yifeng asked curiously.
Tong Tong explained as he applied it, "This is the medicated paste I made for bruises and injuries. It contains some very precious medicinal ingredients that an old grandfather gave me.
I grind the ingredients into powder and mix them with other common herbs. It has a very significant effect on Daddy's injury.
If all goes well, the bruising should fade considerably by tomorrow. Apply it for three consecutive days, and it will be completely healed."