Meng Yunjian nodded.
He watched Meng Yunhan depart.
Meng Yunhan hurriedly made for home.
"Hanhan, why have you only just gotten back?" When Father Zhao saw that Meng Yunhan had finally returned, he naturally asked.
Meng Yunhan smiled and gently patted Little Huzi on the head, "I was held up at school."
Father Zhao didn't think too much of it, hearing his daughter's explanation; he didn't make a big deal out of it.
"Time to eat."
Meng Yunhan had only eaten a bit earlier, but had made no deliberate effort to fill her stomach.
"Daddy, daddy...." Little Huzi saw Yun Hao and excitedly called out.
Meng Yunhan turned around and saw Yun Hao. The displeasure of before was instantly swept away.
"How come you're back?" He'd promised her that he would come back once a week before his memory loss, she was surprised that he had returned so soon.
"Have you gotten dinner yet?" asked Father Zhao, who then realized and added, "You definitely haven't eaten."