Zhan Se understood that he spent too little time with his daughter, so he always tried to make it up to her in various ways, and he smiled knowingly.
"Okay, I'll wait for your next return."
In the end, he waved at Wei Cuo, "Goodbye Wei Cuo, next time when you have time, let's play together again."
Wei Cuo softly "oh'ed", then blinked at her.
"Goodbye, Teacher Zhan."
"Goodbye!"
Wei Jibei nodded at her, his smile as warm as a spring breeze, yet beneath it seemed to linger a hint of subtle helplessness. However, he hid it so well that, unless one looked closely, absolutely no one could detect any additional emotion on his face.
The father and daughter, one tall and one small, left.
By this time, Ai Muran had already arrived, silently standing by for a long while.
"Ai Suo, are you here?" Zhan Se greeted with a smile.
"Yeah, have you been waiting long?" Ai Muran's complexion looked decent, but her gaze seemed a bit unfocused.
