January 6, 20X2 (Monday)
Various Places
There was peace in Zhao Manor. Mother Zhao together with Father Zhao was in the living room, having tea with Jerome Bonaparte and Mei Lin. It was already amazing that Mother Zhao and Jerome was in the same room and not at each other's neck. Father Zhao loved days of peace like these.
"Mei Li, our adoption has been approved! Get dressed, hurry up! We can take Chang and Ling Ling now!" Yang shouted as the door slammed into the wall, disturbing the peace. His tuxedo was crumpled and hair disheveled.
"Really?!" Mei Lin stood from her chair and jumped in shock and happiness. She threw the small pillow she was holding to her father and ran to the door with no ounce of grace nor poise, stumping her feet like she was a giant because of her excitement.
Yang was standing, in shock when he saw gentle Mei Lin behave like a cavewoman in her excitement. Mei Lin passed him as she ran, "What are you doing standing there like an idiot! Hurry up!"