Eight o'clock in the evening, and Huo Sihan hadn't left his office.
His phone rang, displaying the number for the Yunting Garden landline. It was Xiangsi.
"Daddy, are you working late? Why aren't you home yet?"
Gazing at the small sketchbook on his desk, the coldness in Huo Sihan's eyes finally thawed. "Yes, I might be late tonight. You should have dinner without me."
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