"Mother, you don't need to intervene in this matter; I have a measuring sense on this. Please rest assured."
Chiyin didn't want to elaborate on this; he only advised Madam Yu to take good care of her health and to leave the hospital sooner.
"Xiaoyin, your father is already willing to compromise, why must you insist on being obstinate? If both father and son take a step back, wouldn't that be good?"
Madam Yu clasped Chiyin's palm, her eyebrows tightly knitted, she entreated earnestly:
"Your father is getting old; no matter how hard his heart is, it can't be harder than the joy of a house full of children and grandchildren. Now that you've left with Axuan, the old mansion is cold and empty; even I'm sick and staying in the hospital. The loneliness your father feels, being alone, you can imagine."
