Xu Qinghe didn't give Xu Zhong a clear refusal, just said he still needed to think it over. He'd just split from the family, and now going back—well, it felt like a three-year-old playing house.
On the way back, Xu Nianhua walked in silence.
"Nianhua, you don't want to go back to the Xu Family either, do you?" Xu Qinghe looked at the suddenly quiet Xu Nianhua and asked, "Why did you come?"
"Dad, I…" If I hadn't come, your good intentions might've ended up all ruined!
But, seeing Xu Qinghe's eyes, Nianhua couldn't get a word out.
Xu Qinghe was honest and kind—a genuine nice guy. But he really loved his kids. Plus, growing up in the Xu Family, he'd been like a live-in laborer. Before getting married, all the hard and tiring work in the house was done by Xu Qinghe.
After getting married, Xu Qinghe worked together with Ji Ying. Sometimes Ji Ying would complain, but most of the time, Xu Qinghe smoothed things over.
Xu Qinghe valued fatherly love—he was sentimental that way.
