A glint of surprise flashed in Lu Yebai's eyes, he didn't expect Meng Zichen to be so sharp.
"No," Lu Yebai held him close and touched his face, asking, "Where would Xiaochen like to go and play? Daddy has some free time coming up, how about daddy accompany you?"
"Will mommy also come?"
"Hmm, mommy will also come."
"Let's then go to the island." Meng Zichen perked up, clapping his hands, "Baby hasn't been home for a long time, wants to go and see! Xiaochen knows that place well, he can take daddy to eat tasty food."
He eagerly planned the upcoming journey, his big eyes filled with anticipation. Perhaps he wasn't too familiar with the Lu Family yet, to Meng Zichen, the term "home" always referred to the little house where he lived with Meng Xi'er.
Chatting with Meng Zichen until half past eight, only then did Lu Yebai hand the child over to a nearby servant. Meng Zichen usually went to bed early, and by this time he was already struggling to keep his eyes open.