Xie Limo naturally understood what his father was implying. He couldn't comfort his father, but he told himself that he had to do an excellent job.
"Father, I know. I'll try my best."
Xie Yaocang shook his head. "You cannot just try your best. You must do it. You must protect your wife. That's the only way to prevent yourself from feeling conflicted deep down."
As he spoke, he looked at Ji Qiongxin and breathed a long sigh.
Xie Limo knew how miserable his father felt. Thirty years ago, his father had failed to protect his mother well, and that was the regret of his lifetime. Even after his mother had gotten better, his father still couldn't get over those miserable days.
Xie Limo could see the sorrow in his father's eyes, so to placate him, he promised to him that he would protect Yun Bixue.
After a while, Xie Limo asked, "Father, what about the headquarters?"
