He had planned today's meeting carefully, choosing a quiet restaurant specifically so he could catch up with his daughter alone.
He had been looking forward to this one-on-one time with his daughter for so long, but then an unexpected guest showed up at the last minute.
'Next time I arrange to meet her, I'll have to be more discreet.'
But as it turned out, once Ling Zhiwei started talking, he never stopped.
The father and daughter didn't even have a chance to get a word in.
Shanshan could only shoot her father the occasional apologetic look before being pulled back into the conversation.
Looking at their two faces, brimming with youthful energy, he was overcome with an indescribable emotion.
For the first time, he felt like he couldn't keep up.
He was only in his early thirties, yet he felt ten years older.
It was as if an invisible wall stood between him and his daughter.
'Maybe my daughter thinks I'm too old?'
'That we just can't get on the same page?'
