"Do you know how much we've suffered these days? Your mother has been washing her face with tears, filled with regret day and night, and we are also in deep pain!"
Li Tian Gang's eyes were red around the rims, and beneath his thick eyebrows, his sorrow-filled gaze brimmed with anger.
"..."
Li Hao quietly glanced at him, once again realizing that this man was the same as ever, never changing, even in regret, even in sorrow, he had never really listened to him.
But fortunately, he now felt no disturbance over this.
If his words were not heeded, there was no need to continue to speak; he picked up the teacup and took a sip, bowing his head.
When He Jianlan saw the atmosphere tense up again, she became somewhat agitated, rising and saying, "Tiangang, what are you doing here saying all this, can your pain compare to Hao'er's? He's come close to death many times!"
Li Tian Gang's complexion changed, and his eyes filled with sorrow, "But what can we do?"
