"Family leave?"
"Then what about my city entry paperwork!"
"Ask Qi Mo in the archives?"
"All right, all right."
"Thank you."
Zhao Dabao kept expressing his thanks before finally hanging up.
The instant the call ended, the smile vanished from his face, and his expression turned somewhat cold.
"Was it really family leave?"
"Getting family leave approved when the Light Group is conducting a major operation and investigating every employee..."
Zhao Dabao pulled the SIM Card out of his phone, snapped it, and tossed it into the trash as he muttered to himself.
"This identity has developed a flaw because of the extra child."
"An An..."
Wisps of killing intent filled Zhao Dabao's eyes, but gradually faded again. He looked deeply conflicted.
Only after a long while did he take a deep breath, turn, and leave, disappearing into the streets.
"An An!"
"Didn't I tell you that you weren't allowed to cook!"
"The kitchen has fire and gas. It's dangerous!"
Having just returned to the house he lived in, Zhao Dabao sniffed lightly and strode into the room. Seeing the rice on the table, he couldn't help scolding her.
An An sat at the dining table, looking aggrieved. "An An... An An just wanted to help Daddy out a little."
"An An was very careful."
"I... I only cooked rice."
Her voice was quiet, and she looked pitifully wronged, but her adorable appearance quickly made the anger on Zhao Dabao's face subside.
"Be good."
"Daddy really isn't tired."
"Leave things like this to Daddy from now on."
"Daddy's sorry. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you."
Zhao Dabao walked over and gently stroked An An's head, his tone becoming gentle again.
The hurt on An An's face quickly vanished, and she happily hugged Zhao Dabao's arm. "Daddy, try it!