Lu Beiyuan was truly at a loss for words.
Even if the person sitting across from him was Nanxing's father, he probably had no right to say such words.
Other matters, he might not be certain of.
But he was absolutely certain of his love for Su Nanxing.
He could give happiness to Su Nanxing.
This was something no one could question.
"I still say the same thing, in what capacity does President Qiao speak these words to me? As a so-called elder? Does Xingxing acknowledge that? If Xingxing admits it, I might consider it. But you don't even dare tell Xingxing the real truth..."
He paused, then added, "And how can you prove that what you're saying is true?"
Qiao Muye looked at him somewhat angrily, "Would I lie to you?"
"Who knows if this is just your tactic to get close to Xingxing."
"I wouldn't joke about people who are no longer here."
"Since that's the case, you should respect Xingxing's choices even more."
"Xingxing hasn't chosen you yet, has she?"
