He Zhiyao felt he might have dug himself into a big hole once again.
However, he was quite curious and asked Assistant Jin, "What does Star want with me? Does she miss me?"
The old father felt a silent relief in his heart.
It seemed the past few days with the child hadn't been in vain.
Assistant Jin hesitated with his words, tentatively handing over the phone, "She probably needs… an ATM?"
The heart of He Zhiyao's elderly father instantly shattered into pieces.
Then, after thinking for a moment, he asked, "How much pocket money should a two-and-a-half-year-old child get?"
Assistant Jin: ???
How would he know the answer to that kind of question???
After pondering for a bit, Assistant Jin said with difficulty, "President He, I seriously suggest that you consult Miss Qin before making any decisions. Otherwise, Miss Qin might not be happy, as it's apparent you have no experience with raising children."
He Zhiyao: "…do you?"
Assistant Jin immediately shut up, "…I don't either."