"Do you hate me now?" Old Master Lin lowered his head. His white hair was a little sparse, but his eyes were still determined and bright.
Lin Jia shook his head. "I wouldn't dare. I just hope that you can learn from your mistakes and let me choose the person I love."
When Old Master Lin heard his grandson's words, he didn't have a strong reaction. Instead, he laughed softly and said in a hoarse voice, "The person you love? Are you talking about the child just now?"
Lin Jia didn't reply. He can't say he loved Yin Tao yet.
"But I don't think that child loves you at all"
Old Master's words dealt a blow to Lin Jia's heart. Yin Tao indeed didn't love him. Lin Jia understood and could tell.
However, he had yet to confess. There was still a chance.
"It's enough that I love her." Lin Jia seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was swearing an oath to his grandfather.
Lin Jia composed himself and slowly walked out of the room.
