"Father, let this be the last cup we share. From now on, you will be at your Prime Minister's Mansion, and I will be at my Lin Mansion. The children have grown, and their futures will be theirs to decide. I've lived a mediocre life for decades without achieving anything; now I don't intend to struggle anymore."
"Let's let go of the past; I no longer resent the world's unfairness, and I ask father not to impose the idea of bringing glory to the family on our Lin Family."
"What is yours will always be yours; what isn't yours cannot be forced. I understood this long ago. Now, I tell it to father, and from now on, let's stop acting like a loving father-son duo. Let's each go our separate ways."
There was a touch of mockery and bitterness in Mr. Lin's words.
Once, he longed for a father's love.
But as he grew older, started a family, had children, and faced difficulties, he began to understand that his father's love was never solely his.
