"For Ji Chi?" Ji Ziming's eyes darkened. "For your son, you can forgive that woman?"
"Not forgive, but I know that we can't let her leave your family right now." Pei Ge finished her chicken soup and looked at him. "Do you trust me?"
"I do."
"Then, listen to me and don't ask any questions."
"Okay."
She placed the bowl on the tabletop, and he passed her a tissue. "Are you bored here? How about I take you out for a walk?" asked the man, his eyes tender.
"Where to?" She placed the thermos flask back in place as she looked up at him. "I wanna see that child."
"Which child?" The man frowned, unsure of which child she was talking about. He then recalled his subordinate telling him that this woman answered the phone before.
"You want to see that person's daughter?"
"Yes, I heard that that girl has the same illness as my daughter. As a mother, I should take a look."
