Chapter 12: Chapter Twelve: The Peach Blossoms Have Arrived
Rapidly processing the situation, Gemma Bessemer immediately reacted, pointing at the text on the tablet and stammering, "Hong... what industry what property, Daddy, what is this?"
Frederic Bessemer, who had originally intended to boast about his great achievements, was left speechless. He suddenly remembered that Gemma Bessemer was only four years old and probably couldn't even recognize all these words. This was his first experience of what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot.
Feeling a bit depressed, Frederic Bessemer exited the news app and opened a game. "I have something to do. You can play a game for a while."
"Okay, Daddy."
Gemma Bessemer blinked her innocent eyes, holding the tablet which was almost half her size,
