Su's father paused with his chopsticks mid-air, then resumed naturally, placing the food onto the plate, and said with a smile, "Xiaxia, that matter happened so long ago, why bring it up now?"
"Dad, I just wanted to know the reason."
After a long silence, Su's father sighed and said, "Because we couldn't get our funds to turn over, and the bank wouldn't give us a loan, so we faced a crisis of bankruptcy. Xiaxia, do you still blame dad?"
"No, Dad, I just brought it up on impulse. I've never blamed you," Su Wanxia hurriedly explained when her father said this.
"That's good, Dad has always felt like he failed your happiness," Su's father said with a bit of aging in his voice.
"It's okay, Dad, I just won't ask anymore," Su Wanxia didn't expect her question to make her dad think like that.
"Let's leave it at that, the past is past," Su's mother also spoke up.
