An Qi sniffed to hide her sadness, then said, "Oh yes... Father, although the weather is not very good right now, you still don't need to wear such thick pajamas at home, do you?"
An Shijie was secretly relieved to see that his daughter had indeed grown up. In order to not embarrass him, she had learned to deftly change the subject of their conversation.
She was no longer the little girl who rashly jumped to conclusions, which would have her suspecting that he was snobbish and looked down on Yu Hao's family background. Instead, she was mature enough to see the real and logical reasons for her father's actions.
"Oh... It's because of your Aunt Rou. She worries about me with the bad weather lately, as when I was young, I got rheumatism because I didn't pay attention to my health. So, now she wants me to wear pajamas every day." An Shijie told her the facts truthfully, and when he thought about Zeng Xuerou's concern for him, a look of pride was clear on his face.
