"He's not here." Jian Xi said nonchalantly, actually, she never really considered Qiao Yonghui as her father.
Her father was that blurry figure in her heart. Although she would never be able to find him...
"I thought you two made peace."
Jian Xi chuckled lightly, "Actually, there was no reconciliation, coming back from abroad, I didn't have any hopes for him. It's whatever."
"But you often call out to him in your sleep..."
"Not him." Jian Xi blurted out.
Nan Mufeng's eyebrows slightly furrowed, "You're dreaming of another dad?"
"..." Jian Xi was speechless, "I'm dissatisfied with Qiao Yonghui, so I imagine a better father, is that not okay?"
Nan Mufeng: "..."
"Things are fine now! But recently, Qiao Yonghui has been really tough, he's quite assertive clashing with Jian Qing!" Jian Xi babbled on.
Nan Mufeng sat by the bed, patiently listening to her.
