Seeing Luo Zhenggang seem to hesitate, Yang Songping looked earnestly at him: "Zhenggang, my son Xingxing's feelings for Ye'er are completely free of any consideration of interests. The happiness of the children is what's most important. As fathers, our feelings should be the same, right?"
"Mayor Yang, how about this: let's as parents not interfere in this matter and let the children make their own decisions, okay?" He was helpless, unable to disregard the future—just taking it one step at a time.
"It can only be this way." Yang Songping knew that if he pushed further, it would seem like the Yang Family lacked grace. He believed that Ye Xuan would not possibly stay here, and as long as his son put in more effort, there was still great hope for the matter.
