Yuan Pandi spoke very straightforwardly.
When Mrs. Li heard him say this, she, who had just been grumbling, suddenly wore a wronged expression as if she was about to cry.
"Husband, how can you be so heartless?"
"Isn't the eldest your son?"
"How can you be so cold-hearted?"
Yuan Pandi snorted and said, "Isn't it because you forced me to be this cold-hearted?"
How could Yuan Pandi not have any thoughts about the matter of his eldest son? Back then, he had talked about it and even fought about it, but did it have any effect?
Upon hearing Yuan Pandi's words, Mrs. Li immediately fell silent.
"Husband, I truly know my mistakes!"
"In this life, who can guarantee not to make mistakes?"
"When you make a mistake, you correct it!"
Yuan Pandi glanced at his own wife and said, "Just saying you've made a mistake isn't enough!"
"Originally, I was thinking of bringing the eldest back before the start of spring this year, but now, let's wait a bit longer!"
