"Oh, I know, Dad! I promise I won't get involved. I'll just watch and keep my mouth shut, okay?"
Seeing her father's serious expression and heavy tone, Shanshan pursed her lips. She lowered her head and fiddled with the corner of her shirt for a few seconds before looking up and nodding obediently.
She knew her father was worried about her, but she had no intention of interfering directly anyway.
At least for now, it seemed there was still some room to maneuver. She didn't need to get personally involved.
She agreed readily, her eyes calm and showing no sign of anything unusual.
But no one could have expected that she would dream of this body's original, young owner that very night.
The scene in the dream was blurry. It was pitch-black all around, with only a faint glimmer of light coming from a corner.
A small figure was curled up there, wearing a worn-out floral dress, her messy hair plastered to her face.
"WAAH... WAAH... Mommy... Grandpa, Grandma..."
