Guo Miao stood by the window and watched the dragonfly-shaped drone fly back to her window. She closed the window.
This time, because of the incident at Fuyue Restaurant, she lost her ranking and prize money in the English competition.
Although the bonus was nothing to Guo Miao now, it was a different story as she was compromising Guo Fu and Fuyue Restaurant.
If it wasn't for Guo Lin's actions, her father wouldn't have been so frightened today. She would definitely blame Guo Lin for this.
Knock knock.
Someone knocked on the door. Guo Fu was standing outside with a glass of milk in his hand.
"Dad, why are you still awake? It's so late." Guo Miao took the milk from Guo Fu's hands and invited him into the house.
"Let me see." Guo Fu rubbed his hands as if he was trying to organize his words. He had never been a man of words. When he didn't know what to say, he would rub his hands to ease the discomfort.
