Paying attention to details is not a bad thing, but it will affect her mood virtually.

She didn't know if this was a blessing or a curse for her now.

"Thank you for listening to my story."

"your story?"

The man asked in a puzzled tone, and Pippi changed his words immediately, "No, no, no, you are listening to my story."

"Good night, see you next time."

After Pippi finished speaking in a hurry, she hung up the phone. At this time, Zhou Muqing sent a message.

Not knowing why Zhou Muqing sent himself a joke, Pippi felt a little curious.

"Why are you telling me jokes?"

"Make you smile."

Zhou Muqing's reply made Pippi couldn't help thinking too much, he wanted to make himself laugh, did he feel that he was unhappy and in a bad state?

In an instant, Pippi felt that it was a bad thing for her to think too much, because as soon as she thought about this sentence, she would feel that her emotions had changed after being taught by that man.

"Don't think too much!"

Pippi opened her mouth to remind herself.

She immediately turned on the city radio and listened to it, trying to distract herself, but in the end she heard news about He Sheng.

He Sheng built a new club, which is a venue for enriching the city's nightlife.

Rich city nightlife?

Pippi originally sounded a little awkward, as if He Sheng had set up a place for him to choose a concubine, after all, when she first met him, he was in this battle.

But from another perspective, maybe He Sheng has a new idea, so this is good for everyone.

In an instant, she felt that this might be a new beginning.

The next day, Pippi woke up early in the morning and contacted the owner of the restaurant, asking him to continue to help her prepare for her engagement.

While Pippi was on the phone, Dad came down from upstairs.

"Pippi, the company is in good condition."

Pippi made a shush gesture to his father, said a few words quickly and hung up the phone.

"Father, are you satisfied with the company's situation now?"

Pippi was expecting his father's answer when his cell phone rang, and he frowned instantly when he saw the caller.

"I'll answer your aunt's call first."

After Pippi's father finished speaking, he picked up the phone, turned around with a serious face and went upstairs in an instant.

A phone call made Pippi nervous again. She was very afraid that her parents would be forced to go back if her aunt's situation was not good, and then the engagement might be...

Pippi had already finished her breakfast at this time, but she only wanted to hear a result before going to the company, otherwise she felt uneasy.

After waiting for nearly twenty minutes, Dad went downstairs.

"What's wrong with my aunt, what's the problem?"

Pippi's father waved his hand, "It's just the company's problem. It's not serious. I've already assigned someone to deal with it. As long as your aunt doesn't deal with the problem herself, it doesn't matter."

Pippi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"I thought you and mom were leaving..."

Pippi's father looked at her apologetically, "I owe you a lot these days, since we have arranged everything for your engagement and rushed back, we will definitely be by your side, don't worry."

Although it was a short sentence, it was inexplicably weighty to Pippi's ears, and she was very moved.

Pippi hugged her father and acted like a baby, kissing her father's cheek.

"Dad, since you've been here these days, can you give me a vacation?"

"Where are you going?"

Hearing that Pippi wanted to avoid laziness, he immediately took on the image of a strict father, but this image failed after a long time.