France Moselle Manor.
"Sir, the doctor has said that you must not overtax your mind," the butler stood by Lian Fengnan's desk, hands hanging by his side, his face etched with worry.
"Ye Ping, what should I do?" Lian Fengnan's eyes were filled with agony, "I never anticipated this outcome; the scars on my face can be remedied by the best plastic surgeons, but what about the scars on my heart? After all, Xiao Wan grew up in China, how can she bear such a blow?"
The old butler let out a heavy sigh, "Sir, you've locked yourself in the study for two days, yet the young master and the young mistress have no idea why you're punishing yourself like this. In my opinion, you ought to have a talk with them, no matter what."
Lian Fengnan looked deeply remorseful, "I've always educated them in my own way, but this time, I really doubt, could it be that I, have always been wrong?"
