บท 425: An Art Festival

"Your father is too much!" After saying that, Sheng Chuan realized that he had misspoken. However, Ruan Jing's expression was very calm, which made Sheng Chuan feel even more uncomfortable. The estrangement between Ruan Jing and her father had affected her entire life.

"You... Don't you plan to have surgery for your nearsightedness?" Sheng Chuan felt his throat tighten as he asked this question with deliberation.

"That surgery feels quite expensive, and I can't get over myself…" Ruan Jing looked at the empty bottle of milk. The frustration in her heart was dispelled after she told the story. Sheng Chuan was undoubtedly a good listener. More importantly, he was completely on her side.

"Alright, let's hurry up and do today's mission. I'm already late, and I still made everyone wait for so long. Oh my god..." Ruan Jing stood up to clean up the tray, her face full of frustration. She took the used cutlery to the kitchen and quickly washed it.