Zhan Qipei entered the study, sat down at the desk, and picked up the documents to read.
However, he found that inexplicably, the figure of Third Miss Qiao always appeared in his mind.
As a result, he was completely unable to concentrate on working.
Just as Zhan Qipei was feeling distracted and restless, the door to the study suddenly opened.
He looked up to see his three sons rushing in with their little short legs.
Seeing his three sons, Zhan Qipei's originally cold gaze instantly softened a bit, casually asking, "What's up? What do you need from Daddy?"
The three little ones exchanged a glance and said in unison, "Daddy, tomorrow is Saturday. We want to visit Aunt Jing and ask her to teach us how to draw."
Because Daddy strongly opposed them visiting Aunt Jing last time, this time they had already decided beforehand.
Even if Daddy opposed, they still wanted to go!
Zhan Qipei couldn't help thinking about what happened last time.
