"You were playing golf with Chairman Shao yesterday," Huo Qin bluntly exposed.
Old Master Huo, who had been exposed, didn't seem too embarrassed; he just snorted.
"Go home tomorrow," he ordered without room for argument. "Take the children with you."
Huo Qin replied coldly, "I'm not going."
The old man suppressed his anger; he didn't want to worsen their father-son relationship.
"It's okay if you don't come home for three months, but the children must come back!"
After a long silence, the old man softened his tone as if in resignation, "The child should at least meet her grandfather."
Huo Qin: "I'll consider it."
After hanging up the phone, Old Master Huo sat on the sofa, gazing into the distance. He remained dignified and composed, but a closer look revealed a sense of dejection and loneliness in his expression.
In the years since Wan'er left, he has always tried to mend his relationship with Huo Qin, but each attempt has ended in vain.
...It was all his fault back then.
Recalling the past, Mr. Huo seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.
Aunt Song stood to the side, looking at the dejected Old Master Huo, and shook her head and sighed.
The discord between the master and the young master has lasted for twenty years, so she's long been used to it.
If an outsider were unaware of the father-son relationship between the two, their indifferent and aloof demeanor would make them seem like complete strangers.
The lady... remained an insurmountable barrier between the two.
Thinking of her late wife and some of her past actions, it would be impossible for Aunt Song not to feel any resentment.
Madam, you were far too extreme back then.
Young Master... he's her own child.
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