The three little ones looked at Gu Xinzhou pitifully.
Before, they always raced across the street for meals in the morning.
But now, their encounters with Gu Xinzhou have significantly decreased in frequency and duration, which they find hard to adjust to, so they obediently stay home for breakfast now.
Hearing that Gu Xinzhou was going to spend time learning to drive, their eyes filled with tears, as if they were about to start crying any second.
Song Zhen calmly said, "You work so hard already, I really feel for you. Driving is mentally exhausting and requires full concentration. I have a driver because I can use the time on the road to rest. I know even short rests of ten minutes or so can alleviate workplace fatigue. Plus, driving is too dangerous. Since we have the means, why not leave the steering wheel to someone more professional than us?"
The three little ones echoed in agreement, "Yes, yes, yes!"
Gu Xinzhou knew it would come to this.
