"I have other things for you to attend to." Song Changwen did not provide any explanation.
However, Song Changlin was not as obedient as before. He began to speak firmly. "It's already been decided. If there's anything else you'd like to discuss, we can do so after I return from America."
As he spoke, Song Changlin returned to his seat before picking up a glass of milk from his desk and started to drink from it.
"Changlin…" Song Changwen began to feel concerned with his unusual disobedience.
"Sister, just be upfront if you have anything to say." Song Changlin smiled.
He was certain that Changwen had something on her mind. After finishing his sentence in a leisurely manner, he put down the glass of milk.
Since he had asked her directly, Song Changwen no longer beat around the bush. "Is Lin Yiqian going too?"
