The room's decor was all to his taste, dignified and elegant, yet simple and generous, with every item of the finest quality and not cheaply made.
He couldn't help but sigh; if his father truly wanted to be sincerely kind to someone, he could ensure that everything from head to toe was impeccably suited to them.
Unfortunately, the care and affection that his father had always been so sparing in giving to him.
Now that he was willing to give it, the emotional impact Meng Suizhou could feel was quite limited.
He knew that he was just the "next best option."
Nowadays, Meng Haobo only had him for a son, and in the future, both Meng Haobo and the Meng family would have to rely on him.
Now, Meng Haobo had no choice but to be kind to him, but as for how much of this kindness was genuine, Suizhou had no way of knowing.
