Su Changtian was not surprised by Zhao Dong's answer, "So, you agreed?"
Zhao Dong asked back, "Dad, you have arranged everything, do I have any other choice?"
Su Changtian asked slowly, "What, you are not convinced?"
Zhao Dong honestly said, "It's a bit."
Su Changtian said bluntly: "There's nothing you can do about it. Who made you like my daughter?"
"This is the general trend, and it is also the first principle I teach you!"
"Zhao Dong, there's no need for you to be unconvinced, I'm not here to reason with you."
"Why should I hand over to you the daughter I have worked so hard to cultivate for more than 20 years without paying any price?"
"Daughter, you ran away and left the Su family's mess for me to clean up?"
"That doesn't make sense!"
"It doesn't matter whether you can bear my methods or not."
"When you can make the decision in the future, I can do it your way!"
"At least not now, you're still far away!"
Zhao Dong calmed down his troubled thoughts and asked, "What are the conditions?"
Su Changtian said slowly: "First, within half a year, ensure that the mall's monthly profit reaches more than five million."
"Secondly, your relationship with Xiaofei is not allowed to be leaked at all over there!"
Zhao Dong nodded, "Okay, I promise you!"
Su Changtian looked a little tired, "Get out!"
Before anyone could reach the door, he said again: "Wait a minute!"
Zhao Dong turned around and said, "Dad, do you have anything else to explain?"
Su Changtian raised his head and his tone suddenly became serious, "I will not embarrass you in the Su family from now on."
"But there is one thing you must remember!"
Zhao Dong didn't dare to be careless, "You say it!"
Su Changtian's eyes were sharp, "Xiaoqing is young, sometimes she doesn't speak lightly or seriously, and she doesn't act appropriately."
"She can do whatever she wants, but you can't let her do whatever you want, do you understand?"
Zhao Dong felt the majesty of his father-in-law for the first time. He was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a wry smile, "I understand."
Su Changtian's expression softened slightly, "Go ahead and ask Xiaofei to come in. I have something to ask her."
Zhao Dong nodded, turned around, and closed the door.
Su Changtian let out a heavy breath, and his whole body seemed to have aged instantly.
...
Zhao Dong left the study, with a slight sweat on his forehead.
It's really hard to imagine that Su Changtian is now sitting in a wheelchair, which makes it difficult for him to cope with it.
What kind of heroic figure would he be in his heyday?
As responsibilities are shouldered, pressure comes like a mountain.
I miss you for no reason and desperately want to hold Sophie in my arms.
Zhao Dong stood at the top of the stairs and glanced down. There was no one in the living room.
Along the corridor, we came to the door of Sophie's room.
Push the door open and enter.
The house is in a mess, I should be cleaning things up.
There were several large suitcases on the ground, containing a lot of clothes, shoes, and purses. It seemed that they were preparing for the move.
There is no one in the bedroom.
Zhao Dong turned his head and heard a noise coming from the direction of the cloakroom.
When I got closer, I saw that the man was buried in the closet, standing on tiptoes, with his white waist exposed.
Zhao Dong hugged her from behind and buried her in her neck, "Didn't you say you were going to stay here tonight? Why did you start cleaning up so early?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he froze. This person was not Sophie!
The smell is wrong and the feel is wrong, but the clothes are clearly Sophie's, right?