Mr. Song's eyebrows knitted into a knot in an instant, and his puzzled gaze turned to Song Sinian, "So, when you come over to the Shen Family Mansion for meals and leave right after, is it because you don't like this old man?"
Song Sinian lifted his eyes slightly, "Isn't it your primary physician who said you need to rest early every day?"
"…"
Mr. Song and Song Sinian stared each other down in an instant.
He now fully understood what Lu Zhaozhao meant by "direct communication."
Mr. Song pondered for a moment and then tentatively pushed his luck further, "Then... wouldn't it be fine for you and Zhaozhao to come home once a week to keep this old man company for a meal?"
Song Sinian nodded, "Okay."
"!!!"
That's possible!!!
Mr. Song became excited all over.
He had hoped for so many years to find someone who could bring him closer to Song Sinian, and now he realized it might have been redundant.