"I can't explain it all in just a moment, let me come in and talk."
"No, just say it here." Nan Xi was very determined.
Du Guokun still insisted, "Don't worry, I definitely won't borrow any money today. It was really hard to find this place, I've been searching for hours. Now I'm parched and exhausted, thirsty too. Daughter, can you let Dad come in and sit for a while, have a glass of water, okay?"
Given what he had said, Nan Xi couldn't be too uncompassionate.
And after all, he was her father.
She unlocked the door, walked in alone, then sat down on the sofa.
Seeing this, Du Guokun knew she had agreed and immediately pushed the door open happily and walked in.
As soon as he saw the luxurious imported sofa in the living room, his eyes lit up. He rushed over and forcefully sat down a few times.
Then, with a sycophantic smile, he said, "You know, the stuff rich people have is just different, even the sofa is much more comfortable."
