...
"Uncle!"
Before even entering the living room, Zhou Yaqing's tearful voice could be heard: "Uncle! Uncle..." Seeing Old Master Xi, tears streamed down Zhou Yaqing's face in big drops. She hurried forward, crying, "Uncle, please help me. I want to continue working at the institute. Xiao Qing is begging you, Uncle!"
Kneeling beside Old Master Xi's leg, Zhou Yaqing grabbed his hand and looked up at him: "Uncle, I really love being a researcher. I know there have been shortcomings in my work,
but that was just at the beginning, Uncle... I promise I won't be careless anymore, I will put my heart into my work. Please help me, help me one last time, let me return to work at the institute, okay?"
"Talk while sitting."
Old Master Xi withdrew his hand and gestured to the sofa opposite, showing no emotion on his face.
"Uncle..."
