Then the faint sound of a woman's voice spoke up. "Sorry, I was held up."
Xu Jiamu was all too familiar with that voice. He wanted to go hold Little Red Bean's hand, but he stopped mid-air. He could clearly feel his heart skip a beat.
He held his breath and summoned all his strength to slowly turn around. There, at the door, the classroom door was pushed open. With a bright smile, the principal smiled and said, "Little Red Bean, your mommy is here to pick you up."
When the principal said this, the first person to enter was a man.
He looked like he was around thirty-eight years old, and he had a safe, stable, and reserved feeling about him.
Little Red Bean glanced at the man, and her eyes immediately brightened. She rushed over to his open arms and cried, "Daddy!"
