Su Chen was speechless. 'What a thing to say,' he thought. 'If she were a stranger, I would've just called her. But she's my daughter... my own flesh and blood. That's why I'm overthinking this so much.'
"Forget it. It's so late already. I'll call her when I have time," Su Chen said, placing his phone back on the nightstand.
"Oh, you! I know our daughter told you she can live her own life independently and asked you not to call her all the time, asking if she needs this or that... but you're her father, after all. Isn't it perfectly normal to check in on how she's doing and whether she's happy? You shouldn't be so hesitant..."
Su Chen thought for a moment and realized his wife had a point.
Before she went to university, his concern had indeed been a bit excessive. That was why after she started, she told him not to meddle in her affairs and insisted on handling everything herself.
"BEEP... BEEP... BEEP..."
Persuaded by his wife, Su Chen dialed his daughter's number.
"Dad?"
