It was evening in Qingshan Village.
On his way back to Yangcheng, Jiang Ming relayed Jiang Guoqiang's words to Jiang Yixia word for word.
On the other end of the line, Jiang Yixia was silent. There was only the steady, rhythmic sound of her breathing.
"Sis, Dad said to let you make your own decision." After saying this, Jiang Ming fell silent too.
He paused, then added, "Dad also said he won't meddle in your affairs anymore, but it's impossible for him to forgive President Lu right now."
Jiang Yixia didn't reply.
It was quiet on her end for a long while before she finally spoke. "I know. Drive safe, and text me when you get there."
"Okay, Sis. Don't overthink it. You know how Dad is—all bark and no bite. He says he won't meddle, but he just doesn't want to make things hard for you." Jiang Ming offered a few more words of comfort before hanging up.
Jiang Yixia placed her phone on the counter, her head lowered as she stared at the screen.
