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"What?" Xia Lu almost choked on her breakfast. "Go to his company?"
"Your dad plans to move all his business back here. He's opened a new figure company locally. You studied design, right? You could help out at his company and not have to work so hard every day," Xia Zhiqiu said, clearly pleased with the arrangement from her expression.
Xia Lu put down her chopsticks. "Mom, you're joking, right? Didn't you use to hate him? And now you want me to work at his company?!"
"Well, the past is the past, and now is now," Xia Zhiqiu said, even smiling, "That's all behind us now. Besides, your dad came back mainly to make it up to you. There have been some changes in him over the years; I can see that."
Xia Lu didn't know what exactly she had noticed, but ever since Gao Qishan returned, her mother seemed like a different person.
