Zhang Minghui's expression froze.
Originally looking at Qing Feng, he hesitated for half a second after hearing the voice before turning his head to look at Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan who had just squeezed in.
Compared to their joy and excitement, Zhang Minghui's demeanor was indifferent, as if he didn't recognize them.
Wen Ran had just picked up Ziyi, Momo, and Xinxin. Seeing Zhang Minghui and Wang Huanhuan crowd in front of Zhang Minghui, her eyes changed, and she stepped forward.
"Little Hui, don't you recognize us? We are your parents, the parents who love you the most."
Zhang Minghui kept his small face cold, looking at them with unfamiliar eyes, "How did you find this place?"
"We finally found out that you attend school here. Little Hui, you are growing more and more handsome."
Zhang Jinlei looked at Zhang Minghui excitedly, his son's current attire was worlds apart from what he used to wear.
