Song Lan's words left Ji Qingyan at a loss for words.
She had never considered this question before.
"Come on, speak up. Why are you silent all of a sudden?"
"I don't want to."
"Then why do you keep forcing him? Let him do what he likes, give each other some freedom. The tighter you hold on, the faster he'll run."
"But I'm doing it for his own good."
"What do you mean 'for his own good'?" Song Lan lectured,
"That's moral coercion. You say you're acting in his best interests when, in reality, you're just trying to make yourself happy."
By now, the seaweed egg drop soup in the pot was ready, and Song Lan served it.
"Think about it, has Lin Yi ever restricted you? I've heard quite a bit about the two of you from Tao Yuan and Gao. Lin Yi has not only refrained from restricting you but has always been very supportive, hasn't he? Many times, if it weren't for him, helping you clean up the mess, would your Chaoyang Group have developed to where it is today?"