Mr. Meng wasn't pretending; he really started to shed tears.
In the Meng Family, Meng Cheng'an was the only beloved grandson, who unfortunately didn't get to enjoy any comfort and suffered with him for over ten years.
Recalling those hard times, Mr. Meng couldn't help but blame himself.
Meng Cheng'an frowned deeply, unable to find words.
Beside him, Tian Xiang also didn't know what to say, as Mr. Meng was genuinely sad.
Director Lin gently coughed and said to Mr. Meng, "I've noticed all of Cheng'an's efforts over these years. The conditions weren't favorable in the past, but now those issues are gone. It's time to return those honors to him."
Mr. Meng nodded, "Xiao Lin, you really do your work well."
Director Lin chuckled.
They casually chatted for a bit more, and then Mr. Meng finally turned to leave.
As he moved, everyone quickly followed.
Almost everyone was out the door, but Tian Xiang stood frozen, staring at the window on the side of the office, somewhat at a loss.
