Wyatt Winslow didn't know how to express himself, and money was the most direct way. Holly Winslow used to think money was cold and emotionless, but now she realized it wasn't the money that was cold—it was her own heart toward her father back then.
She smiled. "Dad, I have money. I just got paid not too long ago."
The moment she sent the message, five thousand yuan appeared in her bank account.
Wyatt Winslow: Buy yourselves some new clothes.
It was such a small thing, but Holly's nose tingled. The misunderstanding with the parent earlier today must have upset her more than she'd let on.
She said coaxingly, "Dad, I miss you."
Wyatt Winslow: Mm.
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After lazing around for the afternoon, Holly took out her teaching materials again after dinner and focused on preparing for the next day's lesson. She made her explanations incredibly detailed to make them easier for her students to understand.
