"Is Huanyu's situation really troublesome?" Tang Qi asked.
While speaking, he sneakily glanced at the kitchen, then fished out a tin box from a corner beneath the coffee table and took out a cigarette from inside.
An Ziqi's forehead creased with worry lines. Tang Qi had been examined at the hospital before, where the doctor told him that his health was not good and he couldn't smoke. Yet her father was still secretly hiding cigarettes behind her mother's back.
She reached out and took the cigarette from Tang Qi's hand, "Dad, the doctor just advised you not to smoke last time."
Tang Qi coughed dryly, "Just one, your mom is usually very strict, I haven't smoked in a long time."
"Even one is not okay." An Ziqi put the cigarette away again.
Tang Qi felt helpless; his wife was strict, and so was his daughter.
But in his heart, he felt warmth.
To be able to interact with Ye Minzhi and An Ziqi like this was something he had never dared to dream of before.
