Qin Guoxiang heard this, picked up his teacup gently, and took a sip. He raised his chin at Cao Jiadong, "This tea is quite good, Jiadong, try it."
Cao Jiadong tensely agreed, picking up the teacup and slowly savoring it.
But young people nowadays seldom enjoy drinking tea.
Cao Jiadong belonged to that category who didn't fancy tea; to him, it made no difference. He could only manage a forced "It's quite good."
"Jiadong, I didn't call you over this late just to taste tea; I think you're clear on that," Qin Guoxiang said as he put down his teacup, hinting at something more.
Cao Jiadong's expression grew even tenser, "I'm aware..."
"We're all aware of your family's situation. Your family matters are too complex, and I genuinely don't hope Yueyue continues to be with you." Qin Guoxiang spoke seriously, "Fortunately, the two of you aren't married yet. It's better to cut losses now."
"Dad!" Qin Yue stood up agitatedly.