C90 Hands or Heart?

"Zhenzhen, come with me!"

After watching the parade float disappear, Changhao sternly called out to Zhenzhen. She handed the child over to Mr. Yang, hoping for some guidance, but he offered none. Reluctantly, she followed her father with her head down.

They headed to the study, where the drawn curtains made the room dim, casting a shadow over Changhao's already stern expression