However, Gerard ultimately didn't require their assistance.

Still, the gesture didn't go unnoticed, and the sentiment remained appreciated.

Recently, Sugar hadn't been as cheerful at school as she used to be. She no longer played with her classmates as much, often resting her chin on her hand and staring off into space while sitting at her desk.

As the beloved little "class helper" of her kindergarten class, Sugar caught the teacher's attention. The teacher walked over to her desk, sat down beside her, and spoke softly, "Sugar, can you tell me why you're not playing with your friends anymore?

You used to love leading them in games, didn't you?"

As the teacher asked the question, the children who once enjoyed playing with Sugar gathered around, eagerly asking questions along with the teacher.

Sugar glanced at one particularly noisy chubby kid in front of her and was reminded of Muchen Zhou, who was probably on the lawn reading a book and petting a cat. Muchen Zhou didn't need to go to school. How lucky he was.

These kids were so immature. Sugar didn't want to play silly games like "Duck, Duck, Goose" with them anymore.

Even though she was still just a child herself, Sugar found herself longing for the company of older, more mature classmates.

She turned to the teacher and said, "Teacher, I want to go to first grade."

Although her kindergarten had its own curriculum, Sugar had already mastered it at home. Besides, when she spent time with Muchen Zhou, he often read books and occasionally taught her things.

Even the dullest knowledge seemed interesting when explained by her mentor-like figure.

Sugar genuinely felt she was different from her kindergarten classmates.

What she needed was to meet older, more mature "friends" in first grade.

Once the thought crossed her mind, it became impossible to shake.

While Lilah was revising her work at home, she received a call from Sugar's teacher.

The news surprised her, and she quickly drove to the school.

After a discussion with the teacher, Sugar's transfer to first grade was finalized.

As Sugar packed up her belongings, the kindergarten children gathered at the classroom door, stunned by the news that Sugar was leaving for first grade.

They had promised to play happily together, so why was their leader abandoning them and running ahead on her own?

Even the chubby kid stared at Sugar with wide eyes as she finished packing her things. Holding her elegant mother's hand, Sugar smiled sweetly as they walked away, walking cheerfully out of the classroom.

"Oh my goodness—"

The kindergarten teacher watched reluctantly as Tangtang and her mother left. Just as she sighed softly, a loud wail erupted from behind her.

Turning around, she saw the Hanson family's little young master, the one who was always glued to Tangtang.