Upon hearing Xiao Zhen's question, Xiao Keyi turned her head and finally looked at her father.
The warmth on her face seemed like a fleeting dream to Xiao Zhen, vanishing in an instant, replaced by indifference.
"Dad, I've already told you about this long ago. It wasn't me who did it; it was Xu Ke who single-handedly created such brilliance for the branch. But now, what are you doing? It's one thing to deny his capabilities, but to assign all these achievements to your daughter? If my father is like this, he's really not worth idolizing anymore. And why did you throw all his newspapers into the trash bin?"
Xiao Zhen opened his mouth, pulled over a chair, and sat down, taking a sip of water.
