Chen Qingyu attended a music and arts school and always had good grades. She had loved singing since she was young, and her biggest dream was to become a great singing star.
However, Chen Qingyu, who usually had more influence with her father than Chen Zili, saw her father's face turn colder, his drooping eyelids seeming to weigh even heavier.
"Come with me," Chen Jixian said as he walked over to Chen Gu, his voice indifferent.
Chen Gu hesitated but then got up and followed him. Chen Zili and Chen Qingyu were both baffled, with the latter looking at Chen Zili. "Didn't you say that Dad is a very filial son?"
Chen Zili had guessed their father arranged the bulletproof car and bodyguards. Chen Jixian was so frighteningly serious that Chen Zili would never dare ask him to confirm it.
