She's grown up now, and in another two years, she'll definitely be eaten up by Si Xi. Of course, Chen Zhi wouldn't tell her this, lest it scared the young girl.
"Madame, please teach me how to swim. Other than you, I don't know who else to ask," Song Jiamei continued to blink her innocent, large eyes. Anyone who saw her like this would find it hard to refuse.
"Okay, I can teach you, but you can't call me 'Madame' anymore."
"Then what should I call you?"
"Chen Zhi, or Xiaozhi, whatever is fine."
Song Jiamei didn't have as many rules as Madame Zhuo, and being simple-minded, if Chen Zhi asked her not to call her something, she wouldn't. She never wondered whether it was appropriate or not.
She tilted her head in thought and smiled, "I'll call you Sister Xiaozhi then. You're a few years older than me, so I should call you 'sister'."
"That works." Chen Zhi smiled with satisfaction, anything but 'Madame' was fine with her.
