Almost didn't directly smash his cane onto Lu Jingchen in anger.
Song Qiao was startled by Lu Jingchen's words, quickly pulling his sleeve and gently persuading him,"Lu Jingchen, don't be like this. After all, Mr. Lu is your father, you don't have to do this for me..."
Lu Jingchen lowered his eyes to look at her, but he curled his lips, speaking gently word by word, "But Song Qiao, a father isn't the one who accompanies you for life, a wife is. I've already lost you for five years and let our son live without a mother for four years. So from now on, I will never do foolish things like before."
Otherwise, I would regret it for a lifetime.
His eyes held no disguise of the tenderness and affection for the little woman in front of him.
Song Qiao met his gaze, almost drowning in it.
