Chu Xiaoge's eyes instantly grew misty. Listening to her father's words, it felt like in that moment, her heart finally received redemption.
She stood up and threw herself into her father's arms, choking up, "Dad… thank you."
Chu Lianghua's voice was a little hoarse too. He patted his daughter lightly on the shoulder and sighed, "In the past, it was Dad who was wrong. Dad didn't choose to believe you… This time, whatever you want to do, Dad will support you!"
"Dad…" In the end, Chu Xiaoge still couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes. She closed her eyes slightly and hugged her father tightly.
Chuchu had just finished a carton of milk. Seeing her mom crying, her eyes turned red too. She grabbed the hem of her mom's clothes, her mouth puckering in grievance.
Chu Xiaoge turned around, gently stroked Chuchu's cheek, and smiled. "Chuchu, stay with Grandpa and Grandma, and wait for Mommy for a bit, okay?"
