"Let's go, I'll take you home."
As soon as class ended, Tingye took it upon himself to pack Meimei's school bag, casually slinging it over his shoulder. Holding Meimei's hand with one hand, he walked briskly out of the classroom.
His demeanor was so graceful, exuding an indescribable nobility.
His handsome, expressionless face was so captivating that one couldn't look away.
At such a young age, he's already enchanting a group of little girls!
Meimei had been feeling downcast all day, walking with her head low.
Jiang Nan kept chirping around her, trying to cheer her up, but she only managed a slight smile.
The three of them walked out the school gates and saw Ye Mingmei waiting outside, slightly taken aback.
"Mom—"
Meimei was the first to react, breaking free from Tingye's hand and sprinting towards Ye Mingmei.
She plunged into her mother's arms, tears that had been held back all day finally flowing freely.
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