"If Xiaowan's father got wind of what I've said today, he'd certainly chastise me for not having enough political consciousness. But right now, I'm speaking out of a mother's perspective. I don't want to lose a son, and I certainly don't want my daughter's heart to be broken... Chaoyang, could you please contemplate on what I've said?"
Lady Mu, with her status, would've inspired countless respect throughout the course of her life. She's never had the need to say such things.
Su Chaoyang, being the younger one, felt extremely conflicted when hearing such appeals from an elder.
On one hand, he had his own life ideals and values; on the other hand, he had the respect for the elder to whom he owed a lot, and the girl he loved. Such a choice was indeed too hard for Su Chaoyang to make.
"Auntie... Could you give me some time to think about it?" Caught between a rock and a hard place, that was the best Su Chaoyang could say to appease his elder.
