Zhao Fang sipped on his coffee as his daughter talked about her day.
She was a smart and bubbly person, she was someone who whenever anyone would see her, they would feel an urge to protect.
Talk about the protagonist halo.
Yes, he's being salty that he doesn't have a invisible protection barrior around him. What are you going to do about it? Nothing.
Zhao Yun had her hair tied up in two braids so she could focus on her work better.
Her slender hand was holding a pen, writing down the answer to a question as she kept talking.
"Dad, Mr. Li seemed tired today, I wanted to ask him why, but I got nervous... What if he yelled at me?" Zhao Yun's brows were pinched together, seemingly regretting not talking to her favorite teacher about what possibly might kept bothering him.
"Mr. Li?" Zhao Fang asked, His interest perking up at the surname.
"Did you forget my teacher?" Zhao Yun asked, her eyes glared at her confused father.
