When she focused her attention overseas, she rarely saw Xicheng, and they used to talk about everything under the sun. But now that she had returned to China, it felt as though they were drifting further and further apart.
"How are things going at Fengyun International?"
"Oh!" Hearing her father's question, Gai Yu snapped back to reality, "It's okay."
Gai Wenhao lifted his face, his gaze warmly resting on his daughter's face, "Now that Xiaohan is gradually able to hold his own, you should start thinking more about your own matters."
"Dad, I know." Gai Yu glanced at her watch and pretended to be in a hurry as she stood up, "It's getting late; I should go too."
Gai Wenhao shook his head gently and sighed again.
His son had been getting on the right track these days; it was Gai Yu who increasingly worried him now.
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Ning Xiaofei's studio.
Various people continuously entered and exited her office, reporting on the progress of different aspects.
