"Dad, I'm not reluctant!"
Pandi looked at his father with a face full of bitterness.
Emotionally, he was indeed a little reluctant. But Pandi was not an irrationally emotional creature, he knew how to weigh his choices.
He now had two sons; he couldn't sacrifice one for the other.
What's more, he might have other children in the future.
"These things, you think them over yourself!"
Old Yuan glanced at his eldest son meaningfully, "It's best if you can figure it out, but if you can't, it's no big deal."
"Alright, you go back and talk things over with your wife!"
Old Yuan waved his hand, dismissing Pandi out.
After Pandi left, Mrs. Zeng looked at Old Yuan and slowly asked, "Husband, what are you really thinking?"
"I'm not thinking much!"
Old Yuan's face instantly fell.
Abandoning his eldest grandson, and possibly even his eldest son, his mood certainly wasn't as indifferent as it seemed.
If he had a choice, he wouldn't want to abandon any of them.
