Lin Aibao had already become accustomed to seeing strange things and took the squared notebook; these past few weeks, Mianmian had completely redefined her understanding of a genius.
On the squared notebook, the handwriting was neater and more elegant than that of the other children.
She carefully checked it three times over, then let out a long sigh of relief and announced loudly, "Mianmian, you've written everything correctly; you've now learned everything up to the third-grade level textbooks!"
It was nap time, and all the Jiang Family members were present. Hearing this news, they all crowded into the room one after another.
Jiang Changhai smiled like a blooming flower, lifted up Mianmian in his arms, and chuckled, "I knew my girl was clever and quick-witted, capable of doing everything she said!"
Su Wanyu couldn't help but kiss her too, feeling so proud of her daughter!
The people from the Second and Third Branches were all dumbfounded.
