Still, a man had to make his own decisions.
The mark of a man's true maturity is 'spiritually killing his father.' This was true for crown princes and emperors, and it was true for common folk as well.
Whether or not one was filial was another matter entirely.
'Dad must be crystal clear on that point.'
He pushed those thoughts aside for now. Looking at the two women before him—one expressionless, the other at a complete loss—Lin Chu couldn't help but feel a little amused.
"Say hello."
"Don't you know how to say hello?"
he suddenly said with a smile.
Dongnya froze for a second. Scenes from all sorts of dramas and novels swirled in her head. Then, as if possessed, she blurted out, "Hello, big sister."
Yang Huixian: ?
She froze instantly.
She even found it rather absurd.
'What is this, some kind of mistress soap opera?'
