I'm not going to be the kid in the story of a husband abandoning his daughter.

"came back."

Gu Mo, who heard the noise, came out of the kitchen, put the dish on the table, and looked at the father and daughter who were in a mysterious mood, "Sit down and eat."

She seemed quite calm.

Butler Mu followed and explained with a smile: "The chef didn't cook tonight, and these were all made by Miss Gu herself."

There were some very ordinary home-cooked dishes on the table.

Gu Mo's requirements were not high, as long as it was not burnt or salty.

Hearing that it was Gu Mo who did it himself, Jing Zhanheng looked at Gu Mo calmly, as if he was unwilling to lower his head.

Kyocera, however, had already sat down and said, "Thank you, Aunt Gu."

Then, she tilted her head slightly, with a slight smile on her lips, looking quite well-behaved: "Dad, Aunt Gu made this herself, don't you like it?"

Jing Zhanheng didn't say anything and sat opposite her with a cold face. Next to her was Gu Mo's seat, a treatment that Jing Siyu had never had before.

"I just learned how to cook these. There aren't many dishes, so just make do with what you have."

As Gu Mo spoke, she used a spoon to serve fish soup to Kyocera. It was obvious who she was talking to.

"Okay." Jing Zhanheng looked calm and worked slowly and leisurely.

Butler Mu, who was about to serve him soup, paused and silently withdrew his hand.

This is the atmosphere of home.

After dinner, the three of them moved to the tea room where Butler Mu had prepared tea sets.

The door of the tea room was closed, with only half of the window open. It was windy today, and the aroma of the tea lingered. If it were a cloudy day, the atmosphere would have been even better.

Gu Mo took a sip of tea, but before he could taste it, he said, "I won't give up this training camp, so you..."

"I know."

She was stunned and looked at Jing Zhanheng.

Jing Zhanheng's stern profile was almost expressionless, and his tone was indifferent, "You two have formed a united front. Your purpose is very clear, isn't it?"

Gu Mo wanted to find out the truth of that year through his own efforts, which was within his expectations, but Kyocera... was something he didn't expect at first.

She didn't know the reason, but she was able to form a united front with Gu Mo.

This was what he hadn't expected.

"So you agree?" Gu Mo put down the teacup and looked at Jing Zhanheng.

However, he leaned back, raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently, "I disagree."

"Jing Zhanheng, don't go too far!" She tolerated it out of consideration for their past relationship, but at the end, she still wouldn't listen.

Jing Zhanheng naturally knew this, so he also thought about using tough measures.

Up to this point, Kyocera remained silent. When she noticed Gu Mo glanced at her and seemed to be hesitant to speak, she stood up as if she didn't care.

"Dad, Aunt Gu, I'm going to do my homework first."

Gu Mo nodded slightly, "Xiao Ci, bring some fruit. I asked Butler Mu to put it in the kitchen."

Jing Zhanheng didn't say anything, but his bony index finger rubbed the rim of the cup half a circle.

"Okay." Kyocera nodded and smiled. She was delicate and well-behaved, with shallow dimples on both sides of her cheeks when she smiled.

It's just that his face is a little fat, so it's not very noticeable.

Kyocera closed the door when he went out, stood outside for a while, and then slowly went downstairs.

The soundproofing in the tea room is actually very good; you can't hear anything when the door is closed.

but--

"Jing Zhanheng, you forced me to return to China, made me live in the Jing family without my permission, and signed me to a parent-child variety show contract. Now you want to use your status to force me to give in—"

The voices at the back gradually faded away, and Kyocera could no longer hear clearly.

Inside the teahouse, the atmosphere was tense.

Jing Zhanheng held a cigarette between his fingers, lowered his eyes and turned it around a few times without lighting it.

Opposite him, Gu Mo stood condescendingly, anger evident on his bright face.

"I know what you're worried about, but you shouldn't do this."

Not getting any words from Jing Zhanheng, especially seeing his casual attitude, still cold, Gu Mo pressed his brows, unable to hide his fatigue.

"Jing Zhanheng, don't you think it's safer for me to be in a high position, exposed to everyone? Isn't that why you sent me to the variety show?"

Only with this sentence did Jing Zhanheng react slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Indeed, he wanted Gu Mo to stand at a high position in the entertainment industry and be exposed to the public eye so that those people would not dare to take action easily.

After all, Gu Mo was determined to find out the truth of what happened back then and refused to give up, so those people would not let her continue investigating.

But what Jing Zhanheng wanted was for Gu Mo to be protected within the range of his vision and control, rather than undergoing closed training. He was worried even if he arranged for someone to go in.

^

Outside in the glass garden, Driver Fu was leisurely lying in a rocking chair watching variety show previews. He watched it several times and liked the comments praising Kyocera.

Then record it and edit it to only include the Kyocera clips so that you can watch them over and over again.

As he left with a lingering feeling, he saw a trending search item that dominated the list.

Bright red bold font: Explosion!

Driver Fu was not a gossipy person. If he hadn't seen the word "Jing", he wouldn't have clicked on it. However, when he clicked on it, his expression changed slightly.

Here.

Kyocera went downstairs thoughtfully. The tea room was on the third floor. As soon as he reached the second floor, he saw someone running up in a hurry.

It’s driver Fu.

This was the first time he showed his uncalm side, with a faint murderous aura emanating from him.

"Miss, something happened. Someone leaked a video online."

Out of anxiety and because the Jing family was involved, driver Fu had already lost his mind and did not even lower his voice. He simply handed over the phone decisively.

Upstairs, Gu Mo stopped arguing with Jing Zhanheng, opened the door and rushed down.

She didn't notice that the door was half-open.

"What's wrong?!"

When she reached the second floor, Kyocera was looking down at his cell phone. His usually elegant eyebrows were now sharp and cold like ice.

There seemed to be a hint of murderous intent in it, but she didn't notice it.

Kyocera turned off his phone, turned around to look at her, and smiled slightly: "Aunt Gu, it's nothing serious, I'll take care of it."

Butler Mu, whose legs weren't as nimble as Gu Mo's, arrived a few steps later. His brows were serious, and he asked, "Miss, what happened?"

Driver Fu didn't say anything.

They only heard about the video but didn't know what happened specifically.

Gu Mo frowned and looked at Kyocera, just about to say something——

"Let her handle it." Jing Zhanheng walked down from upstairs slowly.

"Jing Zhanheng!, are you crazy?!"

TMD!

Gu Mo really wanted to slap him to wake him up.

Jing Zhanheng remained noncommittal. "Give her a chance to practice. I'm very curious."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present instantly understood that he wanted to see the value of Kyocera.

"Dad, Aunt Gu, I'm going back to my room first." Kyocera turned around. Her room was right next to him.

Until the sound of the door closing was heard, Driver Fu and Butler Mu, who were left behind, looked at each other, and left the second floor without saying a word to discuss countermeasures.

Kyocera is only ten years old and has never dealt with public opinion, so they have to help secretly.

Here, Kyocera was sitting at the desk, and a video was displayed on the computer screen.