Chen Lizhou suddenly felt a sensation of soreness and swelling filling his chest.
His hand instinctively reached into the inner pocket of his suit, as if to jot something down.
But after thinking it over, he put it down.
The voice of Shen Xuecheng in front of him grew quieter, his head lowered, barely daring to meet Chen Lizhou's gaze: "I know it must still be hard for you now... If you feel uncomfortable, we can stop here..."
"Yanyan is doing well, during the day she's looked after by teachers at school." Chen Lizhou interrupted Shen Xuecheng.
But after answering about his daughter's current situation, he avoided questions about himself: "You don't need to be so formal, since you're Fangfang's student, just... don't be so distant."
Shen Xuecheng blinked his eyes and suddenly raised his head.
