"..." Mr. Shen Jingchuan looked constipated, finding such a mushy request unbearable, he could hardly look the old man in the eye.
"Do I really have to do this? How about you change your request? I promise I'll agree, really."
Shen Yuan pursed his lips.
Honestly, seeing his son react like this filled him with a measure of disappointment.
But he understood that the situation they were in wasn't just the kid's fault, he as a father bore a significant part of the responsibility.
"Jingchuan, from now on, I won't ask you to do things my way anymore because you've grown up. You have your own plans and aspirations, as well as your own life and future.
"The request I made just now can't so much be considered a demand from you, but rather a personal wish of mine. If you really find it difficult, then I, as your father, will not coerce you.
