"Even if your dad bullies you, your grandmaster will help you beat him up."
Zhao Meng tilted her head, watching this scene. The teacher rarely looked so happy. She remembered a few days ago, when senior brother called the teacher, the uncontrollable joy in the teacher's voice was unmistakable.
"Sister Mengmeng, come here, hurry up."
"Oh, okay."
Zhao Meng quickly caught up.
"Dad, Mom, you guys come quickly too."
"Okay, we're coming."
Seeing this, Miaomiao secretly sighed in relief. She actually hadn't slept well last night with worries in her heart, worried that she and Xiaoyue wouldn't adapt to the new environment, but it seemed unnecessary now.
Su Mu's teacher, Wang Shuheng, was very nice, unassuming, and seemed very fond of Xiaoyue, and Zhao Meng was also there.
As they walked out of the airport, a row of black luxury sedans were parked under the bright midday sun. Miaomiao glanced at Su Mu.
Su Mu spread his hands, indicating it wasn't his arrangement.
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