Because the agreed time was in the afternoon, Yun Qi didn't leave and stayed at the Zhang family home.
Zhang Jiacheng and the Elder Mrs. Zhang were very polite to her, always treating her with great respect and telling her many stories about Zhang Mingyou's childhood.
Mostly, they talked about how the family pampered her, loved her, didn't want her to suffer any grievances, and how they arranged her future life when she was very young—
Going to prestigious schools, hiring famous tutors, getting into a good university, finding a good job, living a dignified and glamorous life, etc.
Yun Qi, being only a six-year-old child, naturally wasn't interested in these things. Listening to Elder Mrs. Zhang's elaborate stories, her eyes twinkled mischievously, and then she let out a loud yawn, dragging a sweet-sounding tone, with a layer of tears in the corners of her eyes.
