"Great! Then I shall eagerly await Third Master Lin at home!" said Jiang Ning.
"Mr. Jiang, you're too kind!" Lin Zhenbei replied, then added, "Mr. Jiang, let me escort you further!"
On the steps at the entrance.
Lin Jiaer's gaze swept across the crowd and finally settled deeply on Jiang Ning.
Until Jiang Ning boarded the carriage and completely disappeared from her sight.
Only then did she withdraw her gaze, looking desolate.
"Regret it?" Lin Zhenshan sighed lightly and said.
"Father, I do not regret it!" Lin Jiaer spoke stubbornly.
Lin Zhenshan shook his head, saying no more.
"Father, do you think I still have a chance to regret?" Lin Jiaer suddenly asked.
"There probably isn't a chance!" Lin Zhenshan shook his head and said, "If you cling onto him now, it'll make others look down on us father and daughter."
"Father, I'm not afraid of being looked down upon!" Lin Jiaer stubbornly shook her head.
She knew that her father always valued his reputation greatly.
