Shanshan quickly wiped the tears of emotion from the corner of her eyes, and when she straightened up, Yun Mo had already opened the door, looking at her in surprise.
"Dad!" Shanshan smiled awkwardly, "I just happened to be passing by, can I, can I come in and sit for a while? I hope I'm not disturbing your work?"
Yun Mo opened the door wider, "Come in."
Shanshan walked into the study ahead of him, having not visited this room in a long time, she realized her father seemed to have added a few pieces of artwork, yet the room still maintained that strong, unmistakable office atmosphere. In her eyes, her father would always be a man who took his career very seriously, a disciplined and successful individual. Especially the bookshelves full of finance books in various languages, beyond her understanding, yet it seemed he had added many more books.
No wonder father always had that brilliant, successful image, just like the monarchs of ancient times.
