Xu Ying looked on with envy. She and Meng Tian exchanged a glance and both saw the emotions in each other's eyes.

Meng Yu wasn't even this attached to his biological mothers.

"My cousin misses our Xiaoyu too. Has he been drawing and studying hard these past few days?"

"Yes. I'm very serious. I don't want to go to first grade; I want to go straight to junior high."

Meng Tian glanced at his watch and reminded Meng Yu, "Xiao Yu, the next class is starting. Go to class and don't keep the teacher waiting."

Meng Yu was reluctant to leave, but Jiang Wanning promised that she would stay at the studio all day before Meng Yu went to class.

"What classes is Xiaoyu taking now?"

"We've been tutoring him in Chinese this week. He has a strong ability to recognize characters, he learns them quickly, and his comprehension is also quite good. We'll finish his Chinese first, then start tutoring him in math. As for English, at least his spoken English isn't a concern, so we'll focus on improving his written English."

Xu Ying showed Meng Yu's painting to Jiang Wanning.

"Xiao Ning, I think Xiao Yu is extremely talented. These are his paintings from this week."

Meng Yu's paintings are full of spirit; one can feel a vibrant vitality in them, which is truly awe-inspiring.

Jiang Wanning nodded: "Indeed, Xiaoyu is amazing. He truly deserves to be your child. Auntie, will Xiaoyu pursue a career in painting in the future?"

"It depends on him. Xiaoyu really enjoys drawing, and my husband and I will focus on nurturing him in this area. Watching Xiaoyu draw, Tiange and I both feel that there's very little we can teach him. We will guide Xiaoyu with humility, because we may not necessarily know more than him."