"Go ahead!" Mr. Hai nodded in satisfaction, "It's cold outside, let the driver take you."
"Grandpa, I love you the most." Hai Lan sneered inwardly, look at that! Previously, she had asked for a ride but was refused. Now that she didn't mention it, they offered voluntarily.
Thus, achieving one's goals didn't always require bulldozing through; that would just make one seem mindless.
Hai Lan, playing coy, took Elder Hai's arm, "Grandpa, you see I've recognized my mistakes and have deeply reflected. When can I rejoin the troupe?" She couldn't wait to face those folks with her new persona.
"Hmm," the elder pondered for a moment, "End of the month then! There's an event at the Research Institute."
"Great! Thank you, grandpa…"
After cajoling her grandfather, Hai Lan took his private car to the Qianjin Dance Troupe's main office.
In the office, Su Yun looked somewhat haggard with pale lips, dabbing on a bit of lipstick to brighten her complexion.
