So, when Lu Xia and Cecil brought Little Pu Tao home, only Simon was there.
Seeing them, Simon smiled. "The butler said you went to the No.2 Institute today. Did something happen there?"
As Simon spoke, Little Pu Tao slid down from Cecil's arms and ran over to hug his leg.
Simon reached down, picked him up, and asked, "So, did you go have fun with your mother?"
Little Pu Tao reached out to touch his silver hair and nodded. "Mother's work has a big, beautiful garden."
Clearly, Little Pu Tao was very pleased with the day's outing.
"Have you eaten dinner?" Lu Xia asked Simon after explaining what had happened at the No.2 Institute.
"I have. The butler said you wouldn't be back for dinner."
Noticing that Little Pu Tao, tired from the trip, was getting drowsy, Simon smiled. "I'll take him upstairs to get washed up. He seems sleepy."
"Thank you for taking care of it, Simon."
"There's no need to be so formal, Duke. It's my duty."
