"Who taught you all this?" Rong Zhan asked.
"What's so rare about this? I'm much smarter than you think, father. Father, just promise me." Rong Han hugged Rong Zhan's arm and swayed back and forth, blinking her big, watery eyes and acting coquettishly.
"It depends on your performance. Let's keep this a secret. Go and get dressed and wash up. It's time for breakfast." Rong Zhan patted Rong Han's head.
"Okay!" Rong Han was overjoyed. He put on his clothes and shoes obediently and went out to ask Gu Qingxue to help him wash up.
Gu Qingxue did not know about this at all. After she helped Rong Han wash up, she led him to the dining room.
Rong Han had a big appetite today. After eating breakfast, he drank a big bowl of bitter medicine, which was rare for him. It was so bitter that his eyebrows were twisted into a knot.
