Jiang Weizhe broke out of his stupor and looked at his wife who was really happy with Wei's gift.
Unknown to him, Lihua had been carefully observing her father-in-law who seemed in a daze ever since Jiang Yubi talked about a child.
She smiled.
Hehe...No matter how much you hide it, Dad, I know that you don't truly hate Wei. You were thinking about Wei, right? And not with any feelings of hatred and disdain.
I saw your gaze, Dad, when you glanced at Wei. It was filled with warmth for him. I know that you cannot be that harsh to completely hate Wei. You are his father, but you have forced yourself to lock your feelings somewhere deep in your heart.
You... just have to let your heart set free of all the misgivings. I promise that I will definitely unite the father and son.
Lihua's irises gleamed in resolution and she nodded.
After Wei's gift, the rest of the Jiang family members took their turns in wishing her birthday and giving their gifts.
