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The father, Shao Chengzhi, hadn't failed to see the kind of life his eldest daughter had been living all these years.
The greatest happiness for a woman isn't luxurious attire and fine food, but having someone who loves her, who showers her with care and asks after her well-being.
Lu Pengcheng had always been wholeheartedly devoted to his career, utterly indifferent to his family and household affairs.
It was a bit better when Xiaozheng was younger.
But as the child grew up, he was even less often at home.
Shao Meirou was moved to tears by Shao Chengzhi's words; she took out a handkerchief and gently wiped her eyes, trying hard to steady her emotions.
"Dad, a match of equal social status doesn't necessarily guarantee happiness, but does a mismatch ensure it? I only have Xiaozheng as a son, and of course, I want him to be happy and to have a good life!
