Lin Hao stood before his father, his expression resolute and his body upright, his eyes revealing an indisputable determination.
A family must bear responsibilities together!
These words made Lin Siyuan's body tremble; at this moment, he realized Lin Hao seemed different from before.
The previous Lin Hao was good in many ways, but due to his age, he had a child-like quality, lacking responsibility, courage, and boldness.
Not having seen him for over three months, the current Lin Hao had changed tremendously.
Lin Siyuan felt very relieved and, before he knew it, his eyes turned red, and he embraced Lin Hao in a bear hug: "Son, you've grown up."
"Dad, I'm already eighteen and about to go to university, of course, I've grown up," Lin Hao said with a smile, showing a row of white teeth.
In front of Lin Siyuan, no matter if he had lived for a thousand years, he always resembled a child.
