There's no way she could do anything about the discomfort in her heart; she couldn't possibly start a big fight with him.
Getting jealous just because of a photo was not her style.
Besides, she wasn't his wife anymore, what right did she have to interfere with his private life.
Lin Xinlan could only swallow the bitterness in her heart and let the matter pass quietly.
For days, Xiaocong ignored Rong Shaoze with indifference.
As a son, how could he show such an attitude toward his father?
Rong Shaoze saw him walking past silently again, and he called out to him.
"Xiaocong, come here, I have something to tell you."
Xiaocong stopped in his tracks, bit his lip, and walked over to him.
No matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't defy his father's wishes, and being a filial child, he wouldn't go against his father.
"Dad, what do you want to say?" Xiaocong asked him.
