Yuanya felt herself becoming a bit nervous, infected by his tension.
She called Father Yuan to confirm that he was home alone before she hung up the phone and got up to wash up.
As long as her father agreed, it wouldn't matter who she told.
If her mother were there as well, she could turn around and tell Yuanmiao at any second.
For this little sister, Yuanya really had to be defensive now.
When they arrived, Father Yuan was going through job advertisements at home.
The sofa and coffee table were covered with newspapers and magazines, all kinds of job ads.
When he opened the door, he still held a red marker in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed, looking a bit irritable.
"Dad, having trouble finding a job?" Yuanya asked anxiously.
"It's hard to find a job these days, don't worry. Stop standing at the door, come in quickly."
After Father Yuan brought Yuanya inside, he took notice of Lan Xiu who had just walked up from the side.
"Who is this?"
