"Okay." Song Xiaojia was still a bit nervous and scared. Ever since she was little, she had a fear of her father. The only serious conflict she had with her father during her lifetime was about employment. Just this once, throughout her life, Song Xiaojia had almost always been obedient to her father.

"By the way, don't talk back to your dad, his heart is not good," mom reminded her.

"Okay, I know," Song Xiaojia nodded.

Then, she walked towards the study. It was only about twenty steps from the living room to the study. But for Song Xiaojia, these steps seemed like an agony. The fear and panic inside her made her somewhat afraid. Finally, she reached the door of the study.

The study door was open, and a scent of ink wafted out, making her feel very comfortable.

Her father, with his back to her, facing the floor-to-ceiling window in the study, and the book-filled walls on either side. The walls of the study were also decorated with calligraphy created by him. Seeing her father's back, which seemed frail, and the white hair on his head already making a quiet appearance.

Seeing this scene, Song Xiaojia suddenly felt a pang of heartache. She instantly regretted being so stubborn and opposing her father.

"Dad," Song Xiaojia walked to the door and softly called out.

"You're back?" Song Jianguo's voice was heavy.

"Yes," Song Xiaojia nodded, saying, "I'm back. If you want to hit me or scold me, go ahead. I know I was wrong."

Song Jianguo was stunned, he slowly turned his head to look at his daughter, dressed in a crisp police uniform, looking smart and striking. Song Jianguo suddenly felt somewhat relieved; after all, he was well-informed about his daughter's situation in Jiangbei City over the past year. In October, during the bank robbery case, Song Xiaojia was awarded the second-class merit. When this news came, Song Jianguo was overjoyed, and he had already forgiven Song Xiaojia. However, as a father, he absolutely did not allow his daughter to take such risks.

What is the job of a police officer?

It's a life-risking job, a job without guaranteed tomorrows. Maybe one leaves in the morning and never comes back in the evening. Song Jianguo still remembered his brother. The Song family has three brothers; the oldest was a police officer, and Song Jianguo was only ten years old at the time. His elder brother was a narcotics police officer.

It was also an early morning with heavy snowfall when his brother went out with a team of narcotics officers.

Three days later, tragic news arrived; his brother was shot in the heart during a fight with drug traffickers, and he died on the spot. At ten years old, this news profoundly shocked Song Jianguo.

Therefore, when Song Jianguo learned that his daughter wanted to become a police officer, he even threatened to disown her to stop her. However, his daughter did not compromise.

"You still have the face to come back?!" Song Jianguo glared at Song Xiaojia, saying, "You are no longer my daughter."

"Old Song, what are you talking about?" Mother joined Song Xiaojia's side.

Thump...

Suddenly, Song Xiaojia knelt down and said, "Dad, I'm wrong. I apologize to you."

Song Jianguo looked astonished, not understanding how his usually stubborn daughter could say such a thing. Song Jianguo snorted coldly, saying, "If you truly acknowledge your mistake, then immediately pack your things and come home, and never be a police officer again. Just work properly at the Provincial Committee."

"Okay!" Song Xiaojia nodded.

"You… you agreed?" Song Jianguo was dumbfounded. Is this girl really his daughter? Initially, to become a police officer, she had fiercely quarreled with him, even falling out with him. But now, she so easily agreed to come back to work? Could this be a trap? No, she's his daughter; there could not be any trap.

"Yes." Song Xiaojia nodded, saying, "As long as you agree to one thing, I will immediately pack up and come home, and obediently work at the City Committee, following your orders."

"You're negotiating conditions with me?" Song Jianguo was irate, he coldly said, "Fine, speak."

"I have a friend who got into trouble." Clenching her teeth, Song Xiaojia briefly explained the whole situation.

Song Jianguo pondered for a moment and said, "Humph, isn't this just foolishness? You expect him to be released without charges? That's a pipe dream."

"Fine, I've said my piece." Gritting her teeth, Song Xiaojia said, "If you agree, I will come home and become the obedient daughter you want. If you don't agree, I will continue being a police officer, and I will handle this matter myself. Initially, I promised Lin Chuan that Zhou Kai would not get hurt. I failed to keep my promise, and I feel ashamed. Now he is also in trouble, and I have even less face to show people."

"You're being ridiculous." Song Jianguo glared at his daughter.

They say a daughter is a father's little intimate jacket, but where is Song Xiaojia his intimate little jacket? She is clearly a source of his anger.

"Dad," Song Xiaojia said with tears in her eyes, "I will listen to you, follow you. This is the first time your daughter is asking you, and it's also the last."

Song Jianguo was stunned, his anger immediately dissipated. This, after all, was his daughter. Song Jianguo took a drag of his cigarette, staying silent for a long time. On one hand, his daughter was pleading earnestly, and on the other, his principles as an official. After much thought, in the end, family comes first.

"Sigh..." Song Jianguo heavily exhaled a breath of stale air and said, "Alright, I agree just this once."

"Really?" Song Xiaojia was overjoyed.

"Get up," Song Jianguo sighed.

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