"Xiao Che, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect us to meet again in this way. It's so embarrassing." The man's tone was a little self-deprecating. "I didn't expect to meet you again." Su Che was not very happy. "You have a few missed calls." The man said while holding Su Che's cell phone. "Dad, when will you come back? Zhezhe misses you so much." A milky voice came from the phone. "You have a child? Whose..."
Intention: Since we can't separate, then don't separate.