Nanzhi looked at her father. He must be very reluctant to let his daughter go. In the family, her father was just not good at expressing himself.

Unable to resist, Nanzhi giggled and rushed over to hug her father, her voice sweet and affectionate:

"Dad, you're so good to me, how could you bear to let me go?"

When his daughter suddenly hugged him, the father's body stiffened.

Then, tears welled up in his eyes. How long had it been since his daughter had acted affectionately towards him? She had almost forgotten this heartwarming feeling.

“How could your dad bear to do that? But, Zhizhi, you want to fly high, and the family can’t hold you back.”

Bai Yarou finally understood that this was not because she had suffered any injustice.

Instead, they want to improve themselves, so how can their parents stop them?

Nanzhi was so moved she wanted to cry, but she held back and smiled as she comforted him:

"I won't be going abroad until mid-October. Besides, it's not like I'm not coming back."

Nan Li, standing to the side, took a sip of yogurt, squinted his eyes, and said with disdain:

"Ugh! You guys are being way too mushy."

Bai Yarou hit him again.

Nan Li: "..." He must not be his biological son.

After confirming with her family, Nanzhi sent a message to Master Qianmu, saying that she would be going to the United States.

The other party naturally agreed.

Having finally found a disciple who suited his taste, Master Qianmu was naturally not going to let her go.

Nanzhi wasn't worried about the school's assessment.

Nanzhi was already very familiar with fashion design, having studied it twice.

However, Nan Zhi suddenly became troubled, something Shen Xingmian was unaware of.