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Milan defeated Roma 3–0 away from home.

But Ancelotti could not feel happy at all.

"I guarantee Kevin will make it back for the second leg against Inter Milan."

Gianni Nanni emerged with the medical report and spoke to Ancelotti.

"Is the first leg really impossible?" Ancelotti looked expectantly at the "miracle doctor," hoping for a miracle.

"There's nothing I can do. But he'll only miss one match, won't he? The international break is right after that."

"Fine. I was being too impatient."

Ancelotti held onto his daughter's arm and took a long while to steady himself.

"Can I go in and visit Kevin?" Katia Ancelotti asked eagerly.

"All right, but don't stay too long. He needs rest."

Sitting on the bench, Ancelotti watched his excited daughter enter the hospital room.

His feelings were complicated.

His daughter had shifted her attention from Totti to a player on his own team. He should have been happy; at least it proved Milan was a fine club, and it reflected well on him as the coach.

He had previously considered introducing his daughter to Kevin.

But seeing his little darling fuss over another man right in front of him still left a sour taste in his heart.

Inside the hospital room.

Huang Kaiwen's head was about to explode.

"Kevin, what did you study in university?"

Katia Ancelotti said excitedly, "I heard you never received professional training, so why are you so good?"

"Oh, right, how did you get the number 10? Wasn't Rui Costa the previous owner of it?"

It was Huang Kaiwen's first time meeting Ancelotti's daughter.

Well,

all he could say was that she looked like her father.

Huang Kaiwen followed his heart.

Wasn't there a saying? If you were handsome, it was called flirting; if you were ugly, it was