Seeing that Han Ming remained silent, Dong Youfu glanced at him and said again:
"Since you said that the initial funding for your small company was all supported by Xiaolu, and now you say that you love Xiaolu very much."
I just want to know, is your love out of gratitude for her help at a crucial moment, or is it true love?
If a girl who is richer and more powerful than Xiaolu offers you help in the future, will your love still be for Xiaolu?
In short, what I want to know now is the essence of your love for Xiaolu?
This was a truly scathing question, though Dong Youfu asked it casually.
These words struck Han Ming like a hammer blow, not only shocking him but also making Dong Xiaolu, who was standing next to him, look at him with curiosity.
Dong Xiaolu had thought countless times that with the help of the two magical artifacts, it was only a matter of time before her boyfriend became famous and successful. Would he still love her forever?
Will this love last forever? Now her father has asked the question on her behalf, and he is also very curious and expectant, wondering how her boyfriend will answer.
At this moment, Han Ming was also asking himself, although he had never seriously considered what his love for Dong Xiaolu really consisted of.
But as they spent more and more time together, their feelings for each other grew stronger.
It would be hypocritical to say that there was no element of gratitude towards his girlfriend for her help.
But to say that he was only doing it out of gratitude to Xiaolu would be too unfair. Han Ming's emotions were churning, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.
When Dong Xiaolu saw her boyfriend standing there without saying a word, she thought he was just lying about all his sweet words.
Overwhelmed with mixed feelings, I felt extremely wronged, and my eyes welled up with tears.
Han Ming was still dazed and pondering how to answer when he saw his girlfriend's aggrieved look and tears welling up in her eyes.
My mind suddenly clicked like lightning, and everything became crystal clear. What's the Chinese idiom for this? Yes, it's "醍醐灌顶" (a sudden, profound enlightenment).
What is love? That's a very broad concept. Caring for each other, protecting each other, and not letting the people you love be sad or upset—that's the simplest and most intuitive form of love.
Going deeper, one might say it's about sacrificing oneself for love, or holding hands and growing old together, but Han Ming couldn't come up with so many grand theories all at once.
Han Ming took a few steps toward Dong Xiaolu, and without regard for Dong Youfu's presence, he tightly grasped his girlfriend's hand.
With his other hand, he stroked his girlfriend's delicate face, stopping the tears from welling up.
Turning to look at Dong Youfu, he said frankly:
"Uncle, I am not a machine, and I cannot provide you with accurate data statistics to answer your questions like the companies you manage."
Just like now, if you ask me about the components of my love for Xiaolu, I can't explain them all to you.
I just want you to know that true love isn't necessarily the perfect match in other people's eyes.
It should be a meeting of minds between two people, a willingness to silently dedicate themselves to making each other's lives better.
This relationship serves as a constant reminder to cherish and protect the other person.
I believe love should be gentle and enduring. Although I can't prove how deep my love for Xiaolu is right now, I hope Uncle...
In the days to come, you will bear witness to my feelings for your daughter; I believe they will not be fleeting or sudden, but rather lasting and enduring.
Whether these words moved Dong Youfu or not is unknown, but it is obvious that they moved Dong Xiaolu.
The gentle and graceful girl stopped crying, a smile returned to her face, and she hurriedly said to her father:
“Dad, I believe in Han Ming, and I ask you to believe in him too.”
Dong Youfu stared at the couple in front of him for a minute, then two minutes, then five minutes.
Then, with a wry smile, he sighed and said:
"Sigh, my daughter has grown up and finally has her own ideas. It's time for me, her father, to let go."
Han Ming and Dong Xiaolu, who were anxiously awaiting the final verdict, couldn't help but beam with joy upon hearing this.
Dong Xiaolu, in particular, ran over and hugged her father's neck, expressing her heartfelt gratitude for his understanding and righteousness.
Dong Youfu playfully flicked his daughter's nose and said:
"Oh my, you almost cried just now, how come you're laughing so happily now?"
This amused Dong Xiaolu, who exclaimed that her father was naughty and teased herself.
After the father and daughter played around for a while, Dong Youfu began to speak seriously to Han Ming, but before he spoke, he asked Han Ming to sit on the sofa and listen.
"Han Ming, please sit down."
This was the first time Han Ming had heard his future father-in-law call him by his name tonight; he was finally no longer a brat.
Feeling flattered, he straightened up even though he was sitting on the sofa, adopting a humble posture as if listening to the teachings.
Seeing his expression, Dong Youfu smiled slightly and said:
"Han Ming, your words just now didn't reveal any flaws to me."
Having worked in the business world for so many years, I can't speak for everything else, but I trust my own judgment.
I saw sincerity in your eyes just now, which is good, and I am willing to believe that you will wholeheartedly treat my daughter well in the future.
However, let's be clear from the start: I, Dong Youfu, am not short of money.
Therefore, I don't care at all whether my daughter marries into a wealthy and powerful family or a poor one.
I only care about one thing: the person she marries must genuinely treat her well.
I personally have no objections as long as this is done.
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