Everyone got into the car, and the spacious six seats were more than enough for them.
It was Wen Xin's first time in such a luxurious car, and she was super excited.
Her little hands were touching here and there on the soft leather seats, her eyes full of curiosity.
Fang Cheng glanced at her and asked:
"Wen Xin, isn't today Sunday? Why aren't you at your tutoring class?"
Wen Xin's little face immediately fell, her eyes dodging a bit, and she whispered:
"I... I asked the teacher for leave."
"Leave?"
Fang Cheng furrowed his brow slightly.
Zhou Xiumei, seeing this, hurriedly explained:
"I helped her ask for leave. Wen Xin heard that you had an exam today and insisted on coming to cheer you on. We couldn't stop her."
"Yeah, Fang Cheng, don't be mad at Xinxin."
Ma Donghe, with both hands on the steering wheel, also chimed in to smooth things over:
