Although Old Zhou agreed, he still couldn't feel at ease. He spent the entire day at the shop waiting for his daughter's call, which never came. In the end, he figured she might have gotten so carried away with her first trip abroad that she forgot to call and assure him she's safe. So he dialed her number before going to sleep.
"Ah, girls can't be kept at home once they grow up," Old Zhou sighed, "Anyway, have fun, stay safe, and spend where you need to. It's supposed to be an employee benefit; the boss probably wasn't too generous. Enjoy yourself, and if you run out of money, just let me know."
"Okay, okay." Zhou Huaiyi couldn't hold back her laughter, "Thanks, Dad. Mwah, mwah, you should go to bed early."
Old Zhou: "Ah, goodbye."
Not long after hanging up, Xiang Qichen came out of the shower, wearing a t-shirt and shorts, his hair still dripping with water.
He walked over, towel-dried his hair twice, and casually asked, "Finished talking?"
Zhou Huaiyi: "Yeah."
