"Hao-er, these fruits will be ripe soon."
Looking at the fruits on the old tree, Lin You smiled. He had always been handsome, and with such a smile, it seemed that old tree had gained an abundance of vitality.
Lin Tianhao looked at his father. His expression was still depressed, and he did not speak.
"Do you still not understand?" Lin You turned, his eyes shining as he looked at his only son, who was also the successor whom he had placed the most hope in. However, with high hopes, there was also great disappointment. He knew that his son's greatest weakness was in making arrangements!
Hearing his father's words, Lin Tianhao could not stand it anymore and let out all the thoughts that he had suppressed.
"Father, I still don't understand why you don't let me return to the Dao College. With your standing, even if I did do those things, there's no problem with returning to the Dao College!
