And yet, he couldn't obtain his daughter's forgiveness.
Thinking of this, Old Liu continued to speak.
"I could have easily brushed you off with a single careless word, couldn't I? But I didn't do that because I see you as my treasured daughter."
"That's why I didn't do it. Just trust your father, okay? Can you let me stay here and have dinner with you?"
"Even though you are all young people and I might not fit in, I will do everything in my power to blend in."
He had done all this for his daughter; they certainly wouldn't refuse him.
But the key wasn't with them.
It was with his daughter.
His daughter had the say.
But they did not.
At this thought, Old Liu's face darkened slightly.
Yet he felt they did have the right to speak.
After all, they had been persuading his daughter.
So surely his daughter would be grateful to them.
Thinking this, Old Liu's gaze fell on Wu Zeyuan and he said with sincere gravity,
