"Recuperate?" Zuo Changlu frowned and grasped these two words keenly.

"Whether it's to recuperate or live in seclusion, Sister Niannian and I hope that...you have been living in seclusion for so many years, so don't let outsiders know...Uncle Wu and Uncle Nan have already been here, and we can't do anything about it, but in the future,

We don’t want you to take any more chances.”

Zuo Xiaoduo said seriously, almost praying.

Zuo Changlu didn't speak for a long time.

With his age and experience, he naturally fully understands his son's thoughts.

Although Zuo Xiaoduo's guess was very different from the truth, Zuo Changlu's heart was still shaken hard by his son at this moment.

At this moment, there is only one feeling, and that is: This son is worth living!

Patting Zuo Xiaoduo's hand gently, Zuo Changlu smiled gently and said, "Okay, dad listens to you."

Zuo Xiaoduo smiled and finally stood up.

"Why didn't you give this money to your mother? Instead, you gave it to me?" Zuo Changlu asked curiously.

"What I just said is from the bottom of my heart. It's really not easy for you. Besides, once the money is in my mother's hands, our family will be as poor as ever. My mother is not willing to spend it... I might as well give it to you."
Chapter completed!