"Ah Ru, do you really have to be so ruthless?"
Mr. Ji only assumed that his son Ji Rui didn't see him as a father, but he didn't realize that he himself was constantly crossing Ji Rui's boundaries.
"From the moment you sold off the Ji Family stocks, did you ever think about me? Did you consider what situation this would put me in?"
Ji Rui is thirty years old this year, but when he said this, he truly felt like a seven or eight-year-old child, pleading for fairness in front of his biased father.
However, if emotions could be begged for, his mother's tragedy wouldn't have happened, and he wouldn't be suffering and wavering now because of a father who doesn't consider him as his son!
There was silence on the other end of the phone; after a long time, Ji Rui heard Mr. Ji's strained voice, "You... know everything?"
