Qiao Xiaon'an hung up the phone and habitually smoothed the broken hair around her ears.
Then she took a step forward and took hold of Amo's hand, feeling the callused palm of his hand firmly gripping hers.
They walked hand in hand into the building, against the wind.
"Amo, please be patient with Sisi and be gentle, okay?"
"Hmm."
"I didn't have time to tell you, I was too close to other men in the past, she didn't really like it."
"..."
"She only likes her three dry daddy."
"I know, I should be patient with children."
They walked into the elevator, Yun Mo pressed for the ninth floor with a calm smile on his face, "I really like children, don't worry. Besides, Sisi is my own daughter."
"I'm just worried that Sisi might be hostile towards people."
The elevator dinged, signalling their arrival on the ninth floor.
They continued to hold hands tightly, bypassed the corridor, past the CEO's lobby, and entered Qiao Xiaon'an's office.
It used to be Amo's office.
