"I can't get out for now," Mufeng said, a hint of exhaustion in his voice as he embraced Jian Xi, "But the situation has already been suppressed."
Jian Xi let out a sigh of relief, wrapped her arms around Mufeng's waist, and hugged him tightly before letting go to greet Nan Tian.
At this moment, Nan Tian needed his family's care as well.
"Dad!" Jian Xi called respectfully.
Nan Tian nodded, "Are you okay?"
"Everything is fine at home, and the company is doing well too," Jian Xi replied with a bright smile, like a child seeking praise, "Dad, I go to the company every day to work!"
"Good," Nan Tian smiled.
It seemed he had underestimated Jian Xi's resilience; she was stronger than he had imagined.
"You've worked hard; we'll be having dinner from the kitchen soon." Jian Xi opened the refrigerator, took out some fruit, and started making juice.
Nan Tian looked at Mufeng and said, "You have good taste."
"Not bad," Mufeng smiled and sat in the living room waiting for the juice.
