Zhuang Shurong thought about it for a moment, then nodded ruefully. "Yes, but I think our son's more excellent than you!"
"As excellent as he may be, I'm still his old man!" Mu Tangchuan shot her an unhappy glance, then looked down at Mu Xiaocheng who flopped about in his arms. "Time passes so quickly. In the blink of an eye, we've all grown old. I understand how you feel. Just do as you see fits then. They plan on promoting you with a transfer, but if you don't want to leave City Z, then there won't be a chance to get promoted. There are trade-offs. I won't interfere with your decision, so you decide for yourself."
"What do you think?" Zhuang Shurong asked.
