"Alright, Xiao Mu, you just know to give carnations to your mom, right?"
"Does that really mean you understand flowers?"
"Honestly, Xiao Mu, even if you give your mom different colored carnations every day, at the end of the day they are still carnations. There really isn't much thought in that."
"You should consider your mom's feelings more. If she sees the same flower every day, wouldn't that make receiving flowers feel like a burden to her?"
Su Ruizhi's heart had skipped a beat just now.
But, feeling that he understood his son very well, Su Ruizhi still stuck to his original idea.
In Su Ruizhi's view, Xiao Mu was just putting up a brave front now.
It might even be one of Xiao Mu's tactics, trying to play mind games with him.
Su Ruizhi declared that he certainly wouldn't fall for his son's trick.
After all, Su Ruizhi was not just Su Mu's dad, but also the chairman of the Su Family Group.
Su Ruizhi had been in the chairman's seat at the Su Family Group for many years.