Whenever Lin Shen was with his parents, a gentle smile never left his face.
"Nan and I are still focusing on our careers right now," he said. "There's no rush to get engaged."
"What do you mean there's no rush? It's very urgent!" Lin Qinghai stressed. "You're twenty-five already. You're at the age to get married and have kids, and your old man wants to hold a grandchild sooner rather than later. Besides, if you don't hurry with this sort of thing, too much can change! Nan is a good girl. You need to cherish her, don't end up like..."
Suddenly, Lin Qinghai realized he had said too much and mentioned someone he shouldn't have. He abruptly cut himself off.
Although he didn't finish his sentence—or even mention a specific name—Lin Shen knew exactly who his father was talking about. He sighed softly, his voice remaining completely calm, as if he had made peace with the matter long ago.
"Dad, please don't mention Gu Wanting in front of Nan."
