Mr. Dong did not, as before, erupt in anger at the mention of Gu Ningyi, indiscriminately accusing her of chasing vanity and seducing a rich young man. Instead, he asked calmly.
But this calm inquiry also had a sense of the calm before a storm.
Dong Xin Yan peeked at Mr. Dong's expression, unable to discern what he was thinking. But no matter what, she could not separate from Gu Ningyi anymore. Even if he was angry, she would not change again.
Her hands, resting on her knees, unconsciously clenched. She swallowed lightly, then spoke, word by word, clearly and firmly, "Yes, I love Gu Ningyi. I want to be with him."
Her response was anticipated. Mr. Dong wasn't surprised, but he couldn't help but let out a sigh.
This reaction from Mr. Dong was unexpected for Dong Xin Yan. She thought Mr. Dong might get angry or displeased, but how could he just sigh?
"Dad?" Dong Xin Yan blinked in confusion.
