The four children gathered together and cheered as they ran. Although Zhuang Yuanxi still wasn't fond of talking, his expression was much more relaxed and he seemed a lot more lively.
Tan Shaoting led the four children in running. It was meant as exercise for them, but really, it was just to help them sleep soundly at night.
Now, three of them could already keep up with this pace. But for Zhuang Yuanxi, it was a bit painful.
Zhuang Jianmin followed beside his son. "You can do it, Xiao Xi. The little friends are ahead of you, you must not fall behind."
Since the kids were still young, Tan Shaoting only made them run one lap before leading them on a cool-down walk.
Zhuang Jianmin was in charge of logistics, and he truly admired their leader. However, whenever he held meetings, they never lasted more than ten minutes. So even though they met daily, they hardly spoke.
He also noticed that the young leader was a cold person. So he didn't try to get close.
