"Song Lao was incorruptibly honest, but it seems he has forgotten that not choosing is also a choice. As a junior in a high position, my life has not been easy. In consideration of the relationship I have with you, if you choose not to take sides, then let it be. However, if you stand against me, Song Lao, you should be well aware of my methods——————."
Everyone has their own pursuits, and no one is wrong.
After the other party left, Ya Ying came down from upstairs and saw her family's old master sitting on the sofa deep in thought, engulfed in profound silence.
"Father——————," Ya Ying tentatively called out.
The old master waved his hand.
Ya Ying hence stopped speaking.
A moment later, all they heard the old master say was, "Let Manman go straight back to C City, no need to come over for lunch."
"But——————understood," Ya Ying began to object but then stopped midway, turning to pick up her phone to give Song Manman a call.
