Huo Jingting noticed his father's uneasy demeanor and his tone became serious, "Dad, just tell me what's on your mind."
Gu Yuanshan's gaze fixed on him, his voice filled with deep emotion, "Jingting, your mother and I have discussed this matter. She agrees that you and Xiaoqiao should get back together. However, we are entrusting her to you, and we hope you will treat her well."
After twenty-six years of caring for and living with her, the significance of blood relations seemed to have diminished over such a long period.
Xiaoqiao was their daughter, an undeniable fact.
Huo Jingting earnestly replied, "Dad, you can rest assured, I won't do anything to wrong her again."
It was neither perfunctory nor deceptive.
"Mm, I'm not worried about you," he said.
Gu Yuanshan had his own standards by which he judged the man.
