Cheryl bent down and looked at Chance with a serious face. Her voice was gentle and soft.

“Chance, I’ll see you next time…”

Chance raised his eyes and waved his hand.

He had basic politeness.

Cheryl turned around and left happily.

Yasmin held Chance's hand gently and smiled gracefully.

“Young Master, shall we go home?”

She carefully took Chance’s schoolbag and took his hand, leading him into the car.

The driver saw that Yasmin was so thoughtful and considerate and felt happy for Chance.

Chance sat obediently in the car without saying a word.

He looked sideways and saw his good friend Levi through the window.

He also saw a familiar woman.

It was the woman who rescued him from the fire that day.

In an instant, Chance stuck his face to the window with excitement and stared at them.

It was too bad that he could not speak.

Chance watched that beautiful woman as she hugged and kissed Levi. Levi dodged helplessly, and the two of them ran outside playing.

She looked so down-to-