"Don't be fooled by Little Xingxing's youth; her English is very good," said Meng Yunhan. "As for Little Zhuangzhuang, to avoid slowing him down, I've even hired a special English tutor for him."
Wang Mingwei, seeing Mingrui's reaction, knew he had hit a nerve.
"Godmother and godfather will come back for New Year's, right?"
Mingrui glanced outside, "They will."
Actually, this call had yet to be made.
But every few days, he'd get a call from mom who would only say a few words before hanging up, knowing it was dad who ended the call to avoid being disturbed.
"Years have passed, yet godmother still looks so young. Unlike my mom, who has wrinkles all over her face and constantly nags about what skincare godmother uses that she has no wrinkles at all."
Wang Mingwei couldn't help but sigh; all these years, godmother had watched him grow up, yet she looked barely aged.
She maintained her figure well, not showing signs of middle-age spread but instead, her smile was very gentle.
