Of course, Xu Yanxi understood her father's concern. "I get it. I know you're just worried about me, Dad. Don't worry, I'll live a good life."
Xu Jinwu huffed. "I don't know why, but the older you get, the more I seem to worry about you."
All Xu Yanxi could do was laugh. Her laughter eventually broke through Xu Jinwu's grumpiness, and he turned his attention to his food, deciding it was better not to look at her.
Picking up a piece of braised pork with his chopsticks, Xu Jinwu remarked, "Your cooking has gotten pretty good lately. This braised pork is actually decent."
Xu Yanxi feigned being touched. "Wow, that's not easy. I finally managed to get a compliment out of you."
Xu Jinwu wanted to smile, but then he thought of Tan You's past behavior, and the smile died on his lips. He felt the urge to ask, but he swallowed the words. Some things just couldn't be forced.
He was already content enough that his own daughter had come back to him.
