During the meal, Lu Zuo occasionally tried to speak to Xinxin, but he only received cold responses. Children don't know how to pretend, unlike adults who will say some polite words even if they don't like something. The atmosphere was slightly awkward for a while.
"We haven't seen each other for so long, she's almost forgotten me." Lu Zuo said self-deprecatingly, "In a while, she might forget that I'm even her dad."
Lin Xilin smiled, trying to ease the situation, "Kids are like that; they like whoever they spend more time with. Before the age of three, they don't have memories, so it's not a problem."
Lu Zuo sighed, "Actually, there's something I want to discuss with you."
Lin Xilin chewed gently on a piece of steak she'd cut, asking curiously, "What's the matter?"
