Qiong An gave a bitter smile and nodded, "Okay."
Was it too much to hope for his happiness?
"You get some rest, and send the address to my phone." Black Jack got up, eager to settle the situation as soon as possible.
Qiong An didn't try to keep him any longer, "Okay, I understand."
After Black Jack left, a middle-aged woman walked into the room.
She poured a cup of water and handed it to Qiong An.
"Madam, why are you doing this?"
This was only going to drive young master Black Jack further away.
"Ena, you know me, don't you?" Qiong An sighed, her blue eyes, similar to Black Jack's, filled with sadness.
"You should know that I don't care about his background. But Black Jack is in love with a man. He is my only son. How can you expect me to accept that? What will become of the Sophallo Family?"
