"What do you think?" Song Jianguo asked.
Lin Chuan immediately stood up and said, "No matter what, I won't give up on Song Xiaojia. Besides, I also respect your choice. After all, we are not from the same generation, so it's normal for us to have a generation gap."
After finishing his speech, Lin Chuan bowed respectfully to both of them, then turned and left.
"Ah, this child, why does he just leave like that?" Mrs. Song hurriedly placed the fruits on the coffee table.
"Let him go," Song Jianguo waved his hand.
After Lin Chuan left the Provincial Committee Compound, Song Jianguo and his wife sat in the living room, feeling empty inside after the departure of the child. Song Jianguo felt a turmoil within him. Just as Lin Chuan had said, was he really going to sacrifice his daughter's happiness for his own future? That would definitely be an unfair trade and equally unjust. Song Jianguo felt some contempt for himself.
"Old Song, what do you think?" Mrs. Song asked.
