Xia Lian immediately understood, nodded obediently, and quickly went back into the kitchen.
"She's a really good, amazing, and incredible girl. I don't know how to describe her, but I just can't take my eyes off her."
Wen Mo chuckled foolishly, squatting by the door of the room staring at the ceiling, the phone in his ear not responding.
After waiting a couple of seconds, Wen Yiquan tapped the table lightly. He had a bunch of questions he wanted to ask, but he didn't ask any of them. He thought hard for a while and finally condensed them into a single sentence.
"I'm glad you like it."
"Really? You don't object? You used to always disagree with us, didn't you?" Wen Mo teased, as his father had hardly ever done anything to make him happy growing up.
The primary focus should always be on teaching.
Wen Yiquan felt as if his heart was blocked, until the moment his son moved out of the house, when he suddenly realized what he had always wanted in his heart.
She just wanted him to live a happy life and be an upright person, which is why she worked so hard to earn money to support the family.
In the blink of an eye, how did this kid grow up so much?
The little boy who used to just follow me around crying has somehow grown into a handsome and outstanding young man.
"Just take a good look, I won't interfere." Wen Yiquan said, walked to the office window, stared blankly at the scenery outside for a while, and subconsciously wanted to light a cigarette.
"Dad, don't smoke, it's bad for your lungs."
Perhaps guessing what he was doing, Wen Mo immediately stopped him, knowing his own father too well, "Also, take care of yourselves, you and Mom should both take care of yourselves."
After saying this, he quietly hung up the phone, feeling refreshed and invigorated.
The phone screen, still displaying the end-of-call message, was tossed onto the bed. Wen Mo stretched, his gaze no longer as hesitant as before.
I need to find a time to confess my feelings.
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