They left, and not many people knew about it.
It wasn't until Zhou Jiahao visited again that he found out Yun Hao had taken Meng Yunhan and the others away from Kyoto.
Zhou Jiahao looked at Little Zhuangzhuang, who was practicing his writing, realizing that Yun Hao did care more about Little Xingxing indeed, leaving the young son at home while taking Xingxing with him.
"Zhuangzhuang, come to uncle."
Little Zhuangzhuang looked at his own writing, "Uncle, brother said if I don't finish writing, I'm not allowed to eat meat."
Knowing that Little Zhuangzhuang's weakness was eating meat, Little Huzi simply made him write one essay in the morning and another in the afternoon.
Zhou Jiahao stepped forward quickly, glanced at the almost illegible characters Little Zhuangzhuang had written, and his mouth twitched fiercely. However, considering the boy was just over two years old, being able to hold a pen at all was already a good sign.
