"Xu Jingxi."
"Hmm."
"You can't lie to me or leave me behind in the future."
Xu Jingxi laughed softly, "Are you silly? What did I lie to you about?"
Forgetting in the past was genuine, as was casually soothing her.
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This time, she took Hengli to the United Kingdom, and the Xu family secretly arranged for an escort.
Schreyer's painstakingly learned Chinese finally came in handy.
Hengli was learning a foreign language, but due to his young age, communicating in a mix of two languages was becoming increasingly difficult, despite Schreyer's gentle attempts, he still stuttered.
Hengli was extremely calm, "Let's speak English, I've been working hard to learn it."
Hengli's intelligence and understanding made Schreyer feel that he was easier to serve than the master.
Hengli poked Schreyer's arm muscles, "My father's are also this big, very strong."
Looking at the three-year-old child who resembled his master, Schreyer grew fond of him the more he looked at him.