Vanke glanced at him, his face expressionless, "Give me a reason that could convince me."
Luoz sighed inwardly. The old man was not someone to be easily dismissed. He produced the argument he had prepared beforehand. "I believe that getting Vivian to accept that she belongs here is the most important thing now. As for other things, we can deal with them gradually."
"Bastard!" Vanke angrily threw his glass onto the table. "What do you mean by 'deal with them gradually'? You needn't say anymore, I will not agree to her returning. If she wants to go back, she can do so, but she must divorce that Zheng boy first!"
He again glared at Luoz with disappointment, "You've been with me for so many years, yet you haven't learned any tricks for handling women!"
Luoz kept his silence, his eyes flickered a little. He poured some more tea into Vanke's cup, "You're right, but wouldn't you rather Vivian return of her own accord? Don't you want to see her lead a happy life?"
