Chapter 2: Chapter 2 Dad, Why Don't You Marry My Teacher

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As the system's crisp voice echoed in Chen Yu's mind, a multitude of virtual screens, brimming with vast amounts of information, flickered incessantly before his eyes.

In an instant, Chen Yu felt bewildered, for fried sugar cakes were nothing more than ordinary breakfast fare found at street stalls, something he often made at home when taking care of Tuan Tuan.

However, according to the information provided by the system, these fried sugar cakes were practically an artistic craft.

From the most basic step of fermenting the dough to the filling that came afterwards, each step left Chen Yu in awe.

Furthermore, just the categories of the finished sugar cake products displayed by the system numbered in the dozens, not to mention the detailed classifications within.

In comparison, the fried sugar cakes he had made before could only be described as trivial rubbish.

Fang Yuan removed her sunglasses and, through the car's rearview mirror, looked down on Chen Yu with disdain.

The agent in the passenger seat covered her mouth to suppress a laugh, "If you ask me, this guy is just putting on airs. Your daughter's tuition fees, plus the cost of dance classes, add up to at least ten thousand a month, I don't even know what he hopes to achieve by fighting for custody."

Although Fang Yuan's face was full of scorn, her heart couldn't help but tremble. She actually wanted to fight for custody, but her current situation made that impossible.

"Who cares about him? I'm single now, set up my next appearances immediately!"

Fang Yuan said coldly and urged the driver to start the car quickly. She had long been utterly tired of Chen Yu, so much so that she couldn't bear to spare him another glance.

After roughly digesting the information brought by the system, Chen Yu slowly lifted his head.

He glanced at the departing nanny car and then hailed a shared bike on the roadside, heading straight for Le Meile Kindergarten.

Before he knew it, Chen Yu had arrived at the entrance of the kindergarten. His shared bike, however, seemed rather out of place compared to the luxury family cars lined up at the gate.

As usual, Chen Yu stood under a Chinese parasol tree at the school gate.

After all, compared to other parents, he felt the gap was too significant and feared placing a psychological burden on Tuan Tuan.

It was only when nearly all the children had left that Chen Yu tidied up his clothes.

Just as he was about to go in, a woman of exquisite figure and graceful posture came out of the school gate, holding Tuan Tuan's hand and laughing cheerfully.

This woman was so beautiful it was beyond description, her perfectly carved features laid upon a face of golden proportions, and a touch of light makeup gave her an ethereal quality.

"Tuan Tuan's daddy, why are you waiting here again? All the other parents go straight to the classroom to wait for their children," she said.

The slight annoyance and complaint in her voice didn't irritate Chen Yu; instead, her gentle tone was like a breath of spring.

"I just don't want to interrupt the kids' dance practice!"

Chen Yu's explanation was far-fetched. Almost all the children who came here to learn dancing came from wealthy or influential families.

It was indeed out of place for him to mix in, and it could even negatively impact Tuan Tuan.

"You can't say that; sometimes children need companionship..."

This was not the first time Chen Yu had heard such remarks, and he laughed awkwardly, then took an envelope from his pocket and handed it over.

"Teacher Tong Ya, this is for the dance class fees you covered for Tuan Tuan! I've been a bit busy these past days and haven't had the chance to bring it to you, I'm really sorry."

Tong Ya did not reach out to take it but rather handed Tuan Tuan over to Chen Yu. Sёarᴄh the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"It's alright, a few days late is fine, I'm not in a rush! Take Tuan Tuan home first, the child must be hungry!"

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With a smile, Tong Ya politely excused herself and adjusted the straps of her purse.

"Tuan Tuan's dad, no matter what, never give up. Tuan Tuan's dance talent is extraordinary, and today she even won first place in the preschool district preliminary competition. Her future is boundless!"

After saying these serious words, Tong Ya turned and walked away.

"Dad, Ms. Tong Ya knows about you and Mom. She said she'll find a way to waive the dance class fees for the next few weeks, so you don't need to worry about the rest."

As she spoke, Tuan Tuan picked up a small trophy and waved it in front of Chen Yu.

Chen Yu glanced at the trophy, then ruffled Tuan Tuan's little head.

"It's okay, Tuan Tuan. Just focus on your dancing and school, and leave the rest to Dad!"

Tuan Tuan nodded obediently, but suddenly she tilted her head and looked at Tong Ya's retreating figure.

"Dad, I think Ms. Tong Ya is more like a mom! Why don't you pursue her and let her be my new mom?"

Chen Yu was taken aback and coughed violently a couple of times.

"You little rascal, when did you start playing matchmaker?"

Tuan Tuan stuck out her tongue, then skillfully climbed onto Chen Yu's shoulders.

"Dad, Mom doesn't want us anymore, and you've lost your job. Where are we going to make money? Maybe I should stop dancing."

Chen Yu pretended to be angry and pinched Tuan Tuan's little nose.

"What are you talking about, being so defeatist? My Tuan Tuan is the most talented dancer in the world, you can't just stop dancing like that! Dad has already figured out a way to handle the money!"

Tuan Tuan looked skeptical: "But it seems like we've got nothing left except for that envelope you carry, Dad. What are you going to do? You're not going to do something rash, are you?"

"Of course not! Dad is going to show you our business right now!"

As they spoke, Chen Yu had already hopped on a shared bicycle and headed straight for the address provided by the system.

A short distance from the kindergarten, there was a medium-sized, somewhat old camper van.

Chen Yu took out the keys the system had prepared for him and opened the van's door.

At the entrance, all the necessary permits were already in place, the kitchen was clean and tidy, and there were enough food supplies for two days.

There was also a bedroom of modest size connected to the driver's cabin.

With Chen Yu's driver's license and health certificate, once he set the price for the fried cakes, he could start doing business immediately!

"Wow! Dad, is this what you called our business? Where did you get this from?"

Chen Yu pinched Tuan Tuan's little cheek: "Dad has worked hard for many years and has saved some money. It was just enough to buy this mobile food truck!"

"Long live Dad!" Tuan Tuan kissed Chen Yu's face. "So, is this our home from now on?"

Chen Yu nodded with a bitter-sweet feeling. The divorce had left him with almost nothing. If it weren't for the system providing this food truck, he probably would have had to rent a place to live.

"Sort of! But in the future, Dad will definitely buy Tuan Tuan a big house!"

After comforting Tuan Tuan, Chen Yu reached for the small blackboard beside him and began writing the price list.