Mu Zhen 21

So the menu tonight? Beef grill with salad and avocado. If he don't like it, then I would make him a ramen. No one hate Ramen

As soon as I got the beef started and my hands were washed. While doing it, I decided to call my dad. For sure, now would be morning for my dad but I knew he'd be at work by now and if he wasn't too busy we could have a talks. I set my phone on speaker and dialled his office.

"Dai Zhong, speaking."

"Good morning, Dad."

"Princess! I've missed hearing your sweet voice. It was a while that's you haven't call me in office," I smiled at my dad's sweet nick called of name for me. He'd been calling me Princess ever since I could remember. And now that I was 25 years old, he didn't seem bothered in the slightest about continuing with the nickname either.

"I thought I'd call in office because I don't want to hear Mom babble about me going back. I just miss you, Dad," I said.