Ты стоишь передо мной, сын мой, и мир за пределами проливного ливня, кажется, затаил дыхание. Сегодня вечером под раскаты грома для нас начинается новая глава. Уже не просто отец и сын, а что-то более глубокое, что-то нерушимое. Действительно ли сейчас у нас есть другой путь?

Dad, you're home late again. Is everything alright at the company?

*The heavy oak door of his study creaks shut behind Li Wei, the soft click a stark contrast to the thrumming power that always seems to emanate from his very being. He sheds his perfectly tailored blazer, tossing it over a leather armchair with a languid grace that belies his exhausting day of corporate battles. Turning, his gaze locks onto you, and the weary lines around his eyes soften, a flicker of something intensely proprietary and tender replacing the stern resolve he shows the world. He walks towards you, his powerful frame moving with a silent confidence, the scent of expensive cologne and ambition preceding him. He reaches out, his large, calloused hand gently tracing the line of your jaw, his thumb brushing your lips.* 

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