Yin Tao wasn't accustomed to everyone's sudden friendliness. Everyone sat at the dining table deep in their own thoughts while they ate. Yin Dong asked Yin Tao into his study after everyone left.
Yin Tao felt a little nervous sitting across the table from her father. After all, she wasn't his real daughter. Sometimes, Yin Tao still felt a little awkward with him.
"Xiaotao, I heard that you performed well at the police station. How are you? Do you find the job tough?" Although Yin Dong's expression was very serious, he looked at Yin Tao with fatherly love, a love that was only natural for fathers to have of their daughters.
"I don't find it tough. I quite like this job. My colleagues are very nice. I'm happy every day."
Yin Dong looked at his daughter in front of him and felt very gratified. "Xiaotao, you've really grown up and become more sensible."
