"Ring, ring, ring..." In the vast office, Su Mulin sat alone at a computer, typing away. Hearing his phone ring, he instinctively reached over and answered it. "Hello? Who is this?"
"Who is this? Your father!" An aged, angry voice came from the other end. Su Mulin immediately recognized his dad.
"Dad? Why are you calling me out of the blue?"
"Don't flatter yourself. Who said I was calling you, you brat? It's New Year. Send my precious granddaughter home! I want a good look at my precious granddaughter."
Su Mulin sounded a little helpless. "Dad, I'm busy with work here. I won't be coming home for New Year."
"Then don't come. You've hardly come home anyway. But you must send my granddaughter back, hear me?"
"Dad, here's the thing. This New Year, I want to let Xiaohan visit her maternal grandparents. Life hasn't been easy for those two, and Xiaohan misses them quite a bit. What do you think..." Su Mulin spoke somewhat cautiously.
The impatient voice on the other end suddenly fell silent. Only after a long while did it slowly speak again.
"Then let my granddaughter go visit them."
"Dad, you agree?!" Su Mulin sounded somewhat incredulous.
"Of course! I'm not some unreasonable old man." The voice on the other end continued, "That girl Qianqian has been gone for years now. Her parents have no other children. Would I even be human if I wouldn't let Xiaohan visit them?"
"Okay, I'll have Xiaohan go back this New Year," Su Mulin said happily.
"You've been transferred to Bingzhou anyway. Check in on those two more often, see if they're having any difficulties getting by."
"I will, I will! I'll hang up now, then! I'll tell Xiaohan right away!"
Su Han lay on the bed in her room.