"Of course you can."
Tang Xianqi put away his phone and smiled. "You can go whenever you want, Tangtang."
Tang Tang hesitated, then slowly nodded. "Okay."
If her master refused to see her, she would keep going. She would go several times a year, and when she was a little older, she would go several times a month. Sooner or later, she would run into him!
"What about us?"
Tang Yiyi looked at Tang Xianqi eagerly. "Can we go too?"
Tang Xianqi: "..."
"Yes."
Tang Xianqi thought it over. "But there are too many of you. You'll have to arrange it with your family drivers and ask them to take you."
"That's easy."
The siblings all chimed in. "If that doesn't work, we'll just take the bus."
"There's a bus that goes straight to White Cloud Temple, right?"
"There should be, right?"
That question stumped Tang Xianqi. He had visited White Cloud Temple many times over the past few years and knew there were buses, but he didn't know which routes went straight there. He had never taken one himself...
"Hang on, let me look it up..."
"There are."
Just as Tang Xianqi was about to check his phone, Tang Tang said casually, "The number 3, 11, and 45 buses all go to White Cloud Temple. We can take the 45 from the World Trade Center bus stop."
"Tangtang, how do you know all that?"
Everyone turned to her in astonishment.
Tang Tang gave a vague answer. "...I checked when I went before and remembered it."
"What an amazing memory!"
Xiao Xiang was genuinely impressed.
Tang Xianqi and Tang Xiancheng watched her quietly without saying anything.
Tang Tang ignored her older siblings' gazes and turned to Xiao Xiang. "Why don't you come with us too?"
Xiao Xiang pointed at himself