Therefore, as you wish, only Alice would be your daughter in the future.
My dad went to see Alice even though he was busy until late at night.
With a band-aid on her face, Alice was reading on the sofa.
She limped over and said, "Daddy David, you're here!"
Her face was pale and with dark shadows under her eyes, she looked pathetic.
My dad gently touched her head and said, "Why don't you rest? You must be very tired today."
She nodded, took my father's hand, and said excitedly, "Dad David, it's the best gift you've bought with me. My teacher likes it very much!"
"That's good!" My dad smiled and helped her back to the sofa.
He carefully asked her about the details of the banquet, from the people to the dishes she ate and the juice she drank.
I had never seen him like this before and was a little sad.
Alice suddenly changed the topic and asked, "Where's Joyce?"
"I called her today, but no one answered."
She frowned slightly and looked particularly sincere.
Such a bitch made me feel scared even if I became a soul.
She called me to the warehouse in the suburbs. She tilted her head and said, "Joyce is very strong, so you must be ruthless!"