Obviously, he was not the kind of person who had a shallow mindset.
He even had the strength of a scholar.
Han Qiao smiled and pointed at the box beside her, "Inside are the books that your Auntie Feng's son noted. He got first place in the Elementary Scholar examination this year."
"!"
Han Chi's eyes lit up when he heard that.
His calm face was instantly filled with anticipation and even a little eagerness.
"This is something your Auntie Feng lent you temporarily. You have to take good care of it, understand?"
"Don't worry, Mother, I will!"
Han Chi asked the servants to move the box into his room.
He bowed respectfully to Han Qiao and Feng Xinru. Before he left, he squeezed Ah-Yao's hand and then hurriedly strode back to his courtyard. After turning the corner, the two women heard the sound of hurried footsteps.
Feng Xinru chuckled, "I thought he was calm. At the end of the day, he's still a kid."