"Is there something wrong? Isn't everything fine now?"
"Why do I feel that, as his father, you don't understand him as well as I do?" Song Jinmin said:
"For now, this matter can be considered settled. Given his personality, if there's nothing else, there's no reason for him to stay with us—it's pointless anyway."
"Could he be waiting for the boss to return?"
"But he's been back for over an hour now, hasn't he? If there truly were something important to talk about, he wouldn't wait until now."
Hearing Song Jinmin's words, Lin Jingzhan's expression became somewhat peculiar.
Though father and son had only interacted a handful of times—so few that you could count them with ten fingers—blood ties run deep, and some things were clear to him.
Song Jinmin's logic was sound; Lin Yi had no real reason to stay.
With the nature of their relationship, expressing thanks wouldn't be appropriate.
Yet now, he remained here without leaving, making his behavior seem odd.
