After chatting with his father, Song Chen went to take a walk in the garden.
He heaved a long sigh and lifted his head to look at the night sky. The stars were twinkling and the moon was bright. However, this pretty scenery was unable to help him cheer up.
As he was still in deep thought, Song Chen heard footsteps heading in his direction. Turning around, his daughter was walking over with his trench coat in her hand.
"Dad, why are you out here alone?" Song Xing Xing asked. "The night is colder recently. Wear a little bit more. Don't get sick."
Song Chen looked at his daughter and was touched by her concern. This only made him very reluctant to hand over his daughter to anyone.
"Dad, what are you thinking about?" Song Xing Xing helped her father with the coat and took a step back. "You seem preoccupied about something. Work trouble?"
