The car was very quiet, even Ruan Xue, who was usually chatty, had closed her mouth. Duan Jingning was silent for a long time and sighed deeply, as if trying to dispel the accumulated bitterness over the years.
"You're right, the old man is just being stubborn!" Duan Jingning said to An Yiqing, "I also wondered if it's because of my guilt that this brat turned out this way. But whenever I think of how he was when his mother died, all alone and pitiable, I can't help but soften. Sigh! I must be out of my mind!"
A glimmer of light flashed in An Yiqing's eyes, and in an instant, it was as if something became clear.
"Elder Duan, have you ever thought that maybe Third Master Duan actually understands everything? Perhaps, the reason he behaves so recklessly is that he's taking advantage of your guilt."
Duan Jingning was taken aback, lowered his head, and said nothing. He didn't want to believe An Yiqing's speculation, but his heart was beyond his control.
