"Fine, just one meeting," Li Ruonan said reluctantly. Although she was wild and free-spirited, she was still a filial daughter. She knew that at her father's level, reputation was extremely important, and he couldn't afford to break his word easily. So, she agreed, but she made her conditions clear.
"Alright, just one meeting," Li Canghai agreed helplessly. "But don't be too cold. I've already sung your praises in front of him."
Li Ruonan nodded noncommittally and followed her father inside, feeling a bit curious. From her father's tone, it seemed like he had already made up his mind about this. What kind of person could make her usually proud and aloof father so eager to make this decision?
With this question in mind, Li Ruonan walked to the living room entrance.
When she saw the figure that had been haunting her thoughts day and night for the past two days, she froze. Her heart felt like a jumble of mixed emotions—sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy—all at once.
"It's you?"
