Shen Cheng was crying profusely, appearing as though she had been unjustly wronged, her expression incredibly realistic.
Shi Yaoguang's chest trembled slightly, finding it hard to continue watching. He turned and instructed Ye Jin, "Arrange for a visit to the old man later."
Having said that, he walked briskly towards the upstairs.
Watching his retreating figure, Shi Yu carelessly lifted the corners of his lips, "Bring her along? Aren't you afraid she'll infuriate your father to death?"
Shi Yaoguang paused his steady steps, turned his head to glance at Shi Yu, and snorted coldly before continuing upstairs.
"Xiao Yu, your dad is just like that, tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Whatever he says or does, it's all for your good; don't hold it against him," Ye Jin didn't get angry because of Shi Yu's words, instead patiently comforting him.
"So what?" Rarely, Shi Yu actually looked straight at her.
