Lin Mengya shook her head upon hearing her father's self-mockery. She valued this chance of catching a glimpse at the love story between her father and her mother, especially that it was rare for her father, a reserved man, to be so affectionate like at the moment.

"No, in fact, both brother and I are eager for knowing the stories between you and mother."

When Mrs. Lin passed away, Lin Nansheng was just a small child. Thus, he knew nothing better of their mother ...