Amman was slightly stunned, quickly shaking her head. "Dad, no. Whether it's Zhu Ming Group or those super enterprises, they are not something our An Group can contend with! I can't ruin your hard work because of me! Besides, there's more than just Eric in this world..."
Amman's understanding nature touched An deeply. He chuckled, "Manman, don't worry. Your dad is not a pushover that anyone can take advantage of! Even if that kid Eric has the Ming Dynasty aristocracy and the super enterprises of Country A backing him, I don't care..."
"Dad..."
Amman looked worried, wanting to say more, but An shook his head. "Go upstairs, take a shower, change your clothes, and then come down to have dinner with Dad..."
Although Amman could be willful and capricious, she was also a clever girl. After carefully observing that An's expression was normal and there was no intention of "burning the bridges," she nodded slightly in relief and went upstairs to change.