Jiang Ling'er leaned against the window, her heart unaffected. She was unsure of Jiang Hua's intentions, but he remained silent, perhaps testing her resilience.
Sitting on the chair, Jiang Hua was surprised by the absence of impatience or fear on Jiang Ling'er's face. When did his usually unmotivated daughter develop such mental strength?
"Can you tell me what happened today? Why did your grandfather suddenly want to fire Jun?" Jiang Hua asked.
"You should ask Jiang Jun about that," Jiang Ling'er smiled and replied. "How did he manage to provoke a kind-hearted old man who was always forgiving?"
Jiang Hua took a deep breath. He knew the kind of person the old man was, even without others pointing it out. He just didn't want to believe it. After a moment of silence, Jiang Hua asked, "Ling'er, do you resent me for being indifferent to you all these years?"
