Bo Hanshi’s voice drifted through the phone, low and patient as he spoke to Xiangsi. “I have a video conference tomorrow, so you go with your mother. I’ll have Mr. Xu drive you.” Xiangsi pursed her lips, a flicker of disappointment in her eyes, but she still said, “Okay, Daddy. But you have to promise you’ll come with us next time!” The man simply offered a low “hmm” in response, and nothing more.