"The problem is, how can your mom forgive me?" An Jiancheng asked very worriedly.
"Well... I'm not sure either." An Ning said helplessly.
"How can you not know? You're her daughter, her own flesh and blood." An Jiancheng said anxiously.
"Well, you lived with my mom for so many years, you should definitely know her better than I do, so why are you asking me?" An Ning retorted.
An Jiancheng moved his lips, not knowing what to say to his daughter. "Just tell me simply, can you help your dad with this or not?"
"I can't even handle my own issues right now, I don't have time for yours." An Ning said particularly mercilessly. "Besides, if you want to win back my mom's heart, you shouldn't be asking me, but asking yourself what you should do!"
"Right, right." An Jiancheng listened humbly to the advice.
"Seeing as you're my dad, I'll tell you another piece of news: there are many people pursuing my mom, especially men who had feelings for her when she was younger but also had wives..."
