After Qin Qingnan left, Mother Qin threw herself into Father Qin's arms, crying her heart out, "Husband, look at that brat, what kind of attitude is that? I'm his mother!"
With things having escalated to this point, Father Qin didn't know what to say and could only offer words of comfort.
He began to reflect, "Wife, maybe... we should compromise. You see his attitude, his demeanor. Clearly, if we don't let him bring Lin Ziran home, he's going to keep fighting us to the end. If this continues, I'm afraid he'll run off to become a live-in son-in-law."
Mother Qin blinked her eyes, tears falling in large drops. Although she didn't dare to firmly oppose anymore, she was still unwilling, unable to just compromise and agree.
As soon as Qin Qingnan left the Qin Residence, he received a call from his assistant, Liang Weiwei, "Director, the Young Madam just handed me two things to personally give you."
"What things?"
