Luo Xiaoqian frowned slightly, "I really appreciate your recognition, but..."
"Stop!" Jiao Yang extended a palm, making a pause gesture, "Could you please let me keep that bit of fantasy in my heart?"
Luo Xiaoqian smiled helplessly, "Okay then!"
"That's it, goodbye!" Jiao Yang waved to her, turned around, and walked towards the parking lot. After a few steps, he stopped, turned his face to look at her, "Don't forget, you still owe me a meal, okay?"
What else could Luo Xiaoqian do but nod?!
As she watched Jiao Yang walk away, Luo Xiaoqian put on her sunglasses and briskly walked to the roadside to hail a taxi.
Sitting in the car, she took out the photo again.
The photo was old and slightly yellowed, but in it, her father's smile was as kind and warm as ever.
"Dad, I've finally found you!"
She hugged the photo to her chest and murmured softly.
The taxi made its way near World City, and seeing the supermarket sign, an idea struck Luo Xiaoqian, "Driver, please stop ahead!"
