Little Xixi poked and prodded with her small hands, hesitated for quite a while, and then said, "The kindergarten here doesn't have anyone like me."
Anyone like her... Does she mean, Chinese people?
Xia Weiyi thought to herself, Xixi was destined to marry Wen Zao in the future, and Dihao's enterprises were gradually expanding toward Europe.
That's why Xixi should learn to adapt to European life from a young age. She couldn't be like herself, struggling so much with English that even the PE teacher ended up in tears.
With that thought, Xia Weiyi coaxed and tricked her: "Xixi, if you don't go to kindergarten, you won't get to see Miaomiao."
"Why?" Xixi blinked her big round eyes.
"Because Miaomiao's going to school too! And his school is right next to yours. From now on, Mommy will drop both of you off together every morning. In the afternoon, your brother will come to pick you up for lunch, and in the evening, you'll go home together—how wonderful is that?"
