"Whatever." Gu Qian rolled her eyes.
The sound of laughter and chatter must have reached upstairs, because a moment later, Mrs. Fu appeared at the top of the stairs.
"Zixuan, you're back?" Mrs. Fu said excitedly, a bright smile spreading across her face.
"Yes, Ma," Zixuan replied with a soft smile.
"How was it?" Mrs. Fu asked as she came down the stairs slowly, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Did it go well?"
Zixuan nodded.
"Yes, all went well. The members didn't have any problem with Father giving me his position."
"Good." Mrs. Fu nodded in satisfaction, a smile tugging at her lips.
Zixuan's lips lifted faintly. "Thank you, Ma."
As Mrs. Fu reached the living room, her eyes softened when she noticed An's tiny fingers gripping Zixuan's sleeve. "Such a daddy's girl."
No matter how she tried to distract An, the girl still kept asking for Zixuan.
No one could replace a father—especially when a child was yearning for one.
