At four in the afternoon, Lin Wanxi followed Lin Zhiguo to the teahouse.
Chen Xuan then drove over, and the three met in a private room.
"Chen Xuan, come sit, I just made some Biluochun." Lin Zhiguo greeted with a smile.
Chen Xuan nodded with a forced smile and went over to sit down.
A small square table, Lin Wanxi was on the left, Chen Xuan on the right, sitting face to face.
Lin Zhiguo sat between the two and spoke first, "Chen Xuan, I asked you here today to have a good talk about this matter."
Lin Wanxi lowered her head and remained silent, sitting there with a desolate expression.
Chen Xuan murmured, "Father-in-law, this matter is my fault towards Wanxi and I've let down your trust."
Lin Zhiguo waved his hand, "Don't be in a hurry to admit fault, I'm not here to blame you."
"The matter has already happened, so let's face it and talk about the next step. Chen Xuan, what's on your mind?"
