The next morning, Luo Xinyue had already gotten up and noticed that she hadn’t changed out of her pants and shirt, immediately frowning slightly, then remembered the fact that she had been knocked out by her daughter...

She stormed outside in a huff and saw Luo Qianqian sitting on the swing chair, drinking in the rising morning sun, with seven or eight empty bottles piled on the ground.

"Qhianqhian?" Feeling both heartache and annoyance, Luo Xinyue quickly went forward, but saw a pair of clear eyes.

"Dad, you’re up." Luo Qianqian smiled at Luo Xinyue, "The morning trumpet flowers are blooming beautifully, quite radiant compared to usual."

Luo Xinyue looked puzzled, but followed Luo Qianqian’s gaze towards a trumpet flower that had been missed on the edge of the flower bed, looking quite radiant compared to the still budding roses. Its colors were bright and fresh.

She sat next to Luo Qianqian, "What’s wrong? Are you unhappy?" She gently took the wine glass from Luo Qianqian’s hand with a face full of concern, "Is there something you want to talk to dad about? You still have dad."

"I have mom too, don’t I?" Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes naturally, gently formed a water ball to wash her face, and sighed softly, "Dad, is friendship a fragile thing? Can anything easily destroy it?" Especially love... or crushes.

"True friendship isn’t like that. Two people trust each other and can give everything they have for one another, sharing joy and sadness. The most important thing is, there can’t be any doubts between them; even a little suspicion can destroy your relationship. It’s true not only for friendship but also for love. Only family bonds, regardless of who you are, good or bad, will still love you." Luo Xinyue paused, put down the cup, gently hugged Luo Qianqian, and smiled, "Unless your feelings can be solved through利益. But that’s not the kind of relationship you want, is it?"

"Dad... you’re saying that other than family, any other relationship can be ruined?" Luo Qianqian burst out laughing, having never seen someone try to cheer others up by praising themselves. Even though she knows that family bonds are the most solid.

No matter what kind of person the other party is, the blood relation has already determined their inseparability.

"Not necessarily, just like Xiao Yu, just like..." Luo Xinyue paused here, smiled, "You need to classify the people around you into three types: those you have deep grudges with, the ones who can never be friends again; those you don’t know well yet, whom you can gradually get to know; and those with whom you have deep bonds, friends you’d do anything for. Of course, those swayed by interests are categorized with strangers as the second type."

Luo Xinyue took a deep breath, hugging Luo Qianqian’s shoulders, resting her head against hers. "But, Qhianqhian, people who are tempted by利益, when greater利益 appears, will naturally turn against you, so never consider friends who are only酒肉朋友; relationships formed through calculation will eventually yield falsehood."

Luo Qianqian leaned blankly against Luo Xinyue’s chest, pondering what had happened to her father over the years, with some confusion and heartache. She just gently hugged him and snuggled against him, "Dad."

"Hmm?" Luo Xinyue’s voice was slightly hoarse, clearly lost in memories.

"I’m hungry." Luo Qianqian smiled.

Luo Xinyue instantly showed an indulgent look, watching Luo Qianqian’s profile, those bright eyes with a hint of cunning, evoking a sense of affection, gently ruffling her head, "Will you help me out?"

Luo Qianqian blinked, looking incredulous.

"Of course, to slice the vegetables." Luo Xinyue couldn’t help but laugh at Luo Qianqian’s expression, "I wouldn’t want you to start a kitchen fire early in the morning."

Luo Qianqian giggled as the father and daughter prepared the food together with perfect harmony, the kitchen filled with warmth and tranquility.

"Sis..." An Hao rubbed her eyes, coming out to find Luo Qianqian.

Luo Qianqian quickly dried her hands, squatting down in front of An Hao, "What’s up?"

"I want water..." An Hao yawned, staring at Luo Qianqian in front of her, her little brows furrowed in sadness, "Sis, you stink..."

Luo Qianqian froze, smelled herself, full of alcohol...

Feeling embarrassed and unsure of what to do, she quickly poured a cup of water for An Hao and gave a shout towards the kitchen, returning to her room to freshen up.

"An Hao got up so early?" Luo Xinyue found Luo Qianqian’s appearance somewhat amusing as well; didn’t she realize after drinking all night? Given what happened, he couldn’t bring himself to scold his sorrowful daughter.

Now, chased away by An Hao’s words to clean up herself, he also breathed a sigh of relief. Even though he knew his daughter was strong, he didn’t want to see her looking lost.

"Mori doesn’t sleep well, hogging the blanket and kicking me." An Hao was secretly complaining, "Sister’s better, holding me tight while sleeping..."

He hadn’t noticed the gloomy expression flashing across Luo Xinyue’s face.

Holding Xiao Qianqian while sleeping? He as a father didn’t even get such privilege!

He must teach this little rascal to sleep alone!!!

"Dad’s cooking? Let me help!" An Hao was indeed very sensible. But for some reason, the normally adorable child now seemed rather bothersome to Luo Xinyue.

Helping the dam? Talk about the Three Gorges!

"How about helping to set the table, An Hao?" Luo Xinyue only dared to complain in his heart; if his daughter knew, who knows what she’d think...

Luo Qianqian returned to her room, freshened up, and took a good shower with a shower gel before letting out a sigh of relief, coming out wrapped in a towel only to see He Wenyu had already opened her eyes.

She delightedly leaned closer to the bed, "How are you feeling? Any discomfort?"

He Wenyu gently shook her head, lifting the blanket, and tugging at her clothes, "Did you change me?"

"Who else but me would be so hardworking and uncomplaining?" Luo Qianqian looked proud, but soon felt guilty, "This time, I got you involved..."

"What happened?" Hearing Luo Qianqian’s words, He Wenyu was momentarily stunned, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

She only remembered her actions with Zhang Sheng in the girls’ restroom yesterday, finally seeing Luo Qianqian come in, and felt relieved. The rest of her memories were all gone.

Luo Qianqian calmly recounted the events found out last night and then curled her lips, "Don’t worry, you’re still a little girl, with Yan around, no harm will come to you... It’s all my fault, if only I’d taken you with me when I went down..."