Anyway, Mengmeng accepted Zhang Han's arrangement and promised him.

She held Zhang Han's arm with both her arms and pouted.

"PaPa, when will you be back?" asked Mengmeng.

"Well… Ten days maybe?" Zhang Han tried to comfort her.

Mengmeng quickly released Zhang Han's arm and looked at her ten little fingers.

She felt unhappy again, "Tens days are too long."

"Seven days?" Zhang Han tried again.

"Seven ...