Meng Meiling said, "I learned it from you."
"I can't agree with that. She's not just my daughter; as her mother, you should at least take half the responsibility."
Shi Zhenhua's mental state wasn't at all like someone who had just experienced a major life crisis, and upon waking up, he hadn't shown concern for the corporation that had made his name so renowned. Instead, he seemed like an utterly ordinary man, quibbling with his ex-wife over trivial household matters that would seem petty for someone of his stature.
"You should have slept a bit longer, otherwise you might really have woken up to hold your grandchild."
Meng Meiling said something inexplicable and didn't continue the argument.
"What do you mean?"
Shi Zhenhua was puzzled.
"You should know better than I do about her and Jiang Chen. I told her not to rush back, and she even suggested letting Jiang Chen visit you."
"..."
