After dinner, Zhou Hui prepared to take her daughter to dance practice as usual, but heard Zhao Dafa unexpectedly offer, "I'll drive you there."
The mother and daughter were both surprised.
"Thank you, Dad, you're the best!"
Liang Xiaowen happily ran up to Zhao Dafa to act coquettishly in front of him.
Zhao Yun let out a cold snort, put down her chopsticks, and went back to her room upstairs.
Liang Xiaowen made a face at Zhao Yun's retreating figure, then turned around with a sweet smile and said to Zhao Dafa, "Dad, I've really improved a lot in dance lately; Teacher Tong even praised me."
"Not bad; let's go."
Zhao Dafa drove, with Zhou Hui in the passenger seat, and Liang Xiaowen sticking her head out from the back seat, chattering to the two adults about amusing happenings at school.
Laughing and talking all the way, they looked like a happy family of three from a distance.
The car quickly arrived at the dance studio downstairs.