Three people arrived at the gate, and Director Song watched Feng Lin and his wife get into the car, then turned to stand beside Mrs. Qi. He asked with a smile, "You don't look so good. Aren't you afraid that Li Bao will worry about you?"
Mrs. Qi glared at Director Song. "I knew your eyesight was poor, but I didn't expect it to be this bad. You should head to the hospital and see an ophthalmologist for a thorough checkup."
With that, Mrs. Qi led Kang Li by the hand like a child. "Let's go, it's just you and me back home."
Kang Li smiled and replied, "Okay."
"That old man is too mean. We won't pay him any mind, just the two of us."
Director Song looked at Mrs. Qi's retreating figure, torn between laughter and tears. She really didn't leave him any face in front of his goddaughter!
"Godmother, Godfather is very nice."
"That's just an illusion. I've lived with him for decades and know him very well."