This...

The teacher felt a bit overwhelmed. She braced herself and hurried over to comfort the Hanson young master, who was now left without his favorite playmate.

But the more she tried to console him, the louder he cried.

"Wah, wah... I want to go to first grade too!"

Tears streaming down his face, the Hanson young master clung to the teacher's sleeve, his little shoulders trembling with sobs.

Left with no other option, the teacher called the Hanson family.

In just one day, the kindergarten had two children promoted to first grade.

But between the two, one was truly ready to keep up with first -grade lessons.

The other. well, was purely determined not to fall too far behind.

When Tangtang got home, she dropped her little backpack and eagerly went to share the good news with Meng Chenzhou.

Finally, she sprawled out on the soft carpet, her little legs kicking up and down.

Tilting her head, she looked at Meng Chenzhou and asked, "Brother Chenzhou, why don't you want to go to school?

"Our school is so big and beautiful, and every day, lots of fun things happen.

"Don't you want to come to school with me? Then we could go to and from school together!"

Meng Chenzhou didn't respond right away. Instead, it was the butler, who had just come in with a fruit platter, who spoke up.

For the first time, he gently tried to persuade Meng Chenzhou, even though the young master clearly wasn't interested.

"Young Master, actually, you really could go to school with Miss Tangtang. If you do, it would make the master very happy."

Meng Chenzhou turned his head and gave the butler a calm, indifferent glance. Then, looking down at Tangtang, who was fidgeting beside him, he tapped his fingers twice on the book in his lap before turning the page.

Tangtang pouted, accepting the fruit platter from the butler.

Stabbing a piece of fruit with her little fork, she occasionally offered the tastiest bites to Meng Chenzhou.

By the time they finished the platter, it was already late. The butler suggested that Tangtang stay for dinner at the Meng household, but she shook her head and politely declined.

"No, thank you, Mr. Butler. I need to go home and have dinner with my mommy, daddy, and brother. I'll come visit you all next time!"

The butler had no choice but to arrange for Tangtang to be sent back to the Harris family's cozy home.

Turning back, he looked at the young master, who had closed his book and was now standing alone at the entrance to the basement.