It was already late at night, but the lights in the Guo family's house were still on.
Guo Fu stared at the door. There was warm chicken soup in the electric cooker on the table. He frowned and looked at the door.
Guo Miao had not returned home yet.
He had heard about the incident at school today and wanted to go to the police station, but Guo Miao had stopped him.
The sound of keys jangled at the door. Guo Fu quickly stood up and walked to the door to welcome Guo Miao in.
"I've made your favorite chicken soup for you. Have some first. Tell me what's going on." Guo Fu brought the chicken soup to the dining table.
Guo Miao sat down at the dining table.
Guo Fu stood at the side and rubbed his hands, not knowing what to do. "You should have let me go over. Maybe I can help you think of a good solution. Forget it. I know I'm useless."
