Huo Qidong narrowed his gaze and sipped his tea surreptitiously.
Wen Wanzhi felt somewhat uneasy inside; she was not clear how much Huo Qidong knew about Bao Yancheng.
Wen Wanzhi gently twirled the edge of her teacup and it took a while before she heard the man speak.
"Do you want to hear my opinion?"
Although Huo Qidong was ruthless outside, at home he always was an erudite and gentle person.
Ever since they had acknowledged each other, Huo Qidong had indulged her in every way with no demands, and would not interfere with any of her thoughts or decisions.
Gradually, Wen Wanzhi wanted to ask for his opinion too; she wanted to hear her father's thoughts when she felt helpless.
Wen Wanzhi subconsciously nodded, and Huo Qidong, somewhat surprised, began speaking more gently.
"I don't know what exactly has happened between you and Bao Yancheng, but it seems to be some unpleasant past. In this matter, I won't interfere with any decisions you make."