Some things can't be clung to just because they bring you happiness, many things can't be given up just because of a single "sorry" from you!
Time ticked away second by second. Xia Jing kept waiting there, waiting and waiting, for Old Master Zhang's response, which never came. She had a bad premonition in her heart. Could it be that the persuasion failed? Or was her husband's attitude too resolute, leaving her father-in-law helpless?
In the blink of an eye, two days passed. For these two days, Zhang Zhentian sat alone on the sofa, lost in thought, contemplating how to make a decision. On one hand was his marriage, and on the other, his guilt towards his father and his son. He didn't know how he should choose. If he chose one side, what kind of blow or harm would it be to the other side? He didn't want his loved ones to suffer any more harm.
