"Watch what you say when Yan Yu gets here. Don't keep that sour look on your face."
Fulai Restaurant.
On the top floor, in the most upscale private dining room.
He Xin earnestly reminded the middle-aged man.
Her face, which bore a thirty-percent resemblance to Gan Yan Yu's, was filled with tension and worry.
Today, she and her husband, Gan Sheng, had specifically taken a day off to visit the daughter they had not seen in a long time.
On one hand, they wanted to understand and care about their daughter's recent life. There were things they wanted to say to her.
On the other hand, they wanted to improve their relationship with her and make up for the lack of care they had shown in the past.
In response to the woman's words, Gan Sheng merely crossed his arms over his chest and gave a slight nod without speaking.
This quiet middle-aged man radiated an imposing presence even without showing anger.
Thinking her husband had not taken her words to heart, He Xin reminded him again:
"It wasn't easy for Yan Yu to agree to have a meal with us. Other than that matter, don't bring up any unpleasant topics later."
"You were the one who kept opposing Yan Yu playing the cello, weren't you?"
Gan Sheng frowned.
"That was before."
At that, the woman let out a sigh.
"Wasn't I against it because I was afraid she would follow in the old man's footsteps?"
"And in the end, Yan Yu would rather live outside by herself than stay with us."
There was a trace of resentment beneath the man's impatient tone.
In truth, Gan Sheng, as her father, had never been all that opposed to his daughter pursuing her musical dreams.
When he was young, his