Father Qiao asked him back, "Can you take care of her until the end?"
Xiaoran was speechless.
Father Qiao said, "Xiaoran, if you love her, you have to make her independent. During this period of time, let her fiddle in the kitchen. No matter what she does, we'll praise her for doing well. Let her live in a generous environment and remember her birth at all times. Humans can't forget their roots."
Falcon looked at Father Qiao appreciatively. "I've always been curious what kind of family would nurture a girl like An'an who can endure hardship and still maintain her elegance in adversity. Seeing you today, I understand."
Father Qiao was a scholar, but he had the blood of a soldier in his bones. Falcon was a soldier, but he also had the romance of a scholar in his bones.
Therefore, when the two of them met, they really regretted not meeting earlier and connected well with each other.
They were in harmony in the living room.
