His eyes drooped as he blandly replied, "I'm busy. I have something in the afternoon, so I won't be able to leave."
The older woman thought that he would agree to her request at once.
After all, apart from her son and her husband, he was the only person in this world who had doted on her daughter the most.
She was clear, though, that this man's love for her daughter was wholly dependent on the latter's appearance, which strongly resembled his late mother's.
Over the years, her daughter had grown to become even more alike to her aunt, much to her surprise.
Jiang Yishan was sorely missed by her son. In fact, her demise had almost destroyed him.
It was her daughter who had accompanied him through the dark period of his life.
The man had, henceforth, placed all his longing for his mother on his niece, treating her with much love and care, as well as fulfilling her every request regardless of how unreasonable it was.
