Shen Jianhua also strode over and, upon seeing Shen Mianmian standing behind He Nan, his face darkened, "Mianmian, come over."
In the past few months, he had been working himself to death at the kiln factory, and there his daughter was, looking rosy and well-fed from the money she'd taken; he barely recognized her.
He Nan ignored Zhou Lanfang who was standing next to him and looked directly at Shen Jianhua, "Uncle Shen, if there's something you need to discuss, please wait until after school."
Having finally caught Shen Mianmian, Shen Jianhua was not willing to let her go. He puffed out his chest, assuming the posture of an elder, "He Nan, this is our family matter, and I hope you don't interfere."
Before He Nan could respond, Shen Mianmian poked her head out and added, "I've long been disassociated from you all, what family matters are left to discuss?"
