"Okay, okay, I always knew my daughter was the best," Xia Yongfang was very pleased.
"Dad, you're praising your own melon again," Xia Chuqing laughed.
If she really was the best, why were there people who looked down on her...
"Do you want your old man to pick you up when summer break starts?"
"Same as usual, no need, I'll take the bus back by myself," she said.
"Alright, then you take the bus. I'll call you in a few days. Go on, focus on your review," Xia Yongfang urged a bit more before hanging up.
When the call ended, Xia Chuqing almost cried. Her dad was the best after all, only ever bringing her joy and happiness, and instantly, all the grievances she suffered at Xiao Mo's dissipated.
After that day, Xia Chuqing never called Xiao Mo again, and Xiao Mo also did not reach out to Xia Chuqing.
They became like two parallel lines, growing further apart.
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