Looking at his sunken eyes and Sun Hongjun becoming thin and pallid after a few days, Sun San really couldn't tolerate it anymore. So, he said, "Master, please eat something. You can't always smoke like this..."
"I have no appetite..." Sun Hongjun smiled bitterly, nipped out the cigarette in his hand, and threw it in the ashtray.
Although he was placed under house arrest here by Tian Long, Tian Long ordered his men not to treat the Sun Family badly. Therefore, food and tobacco were all served. Apart from being free to enter and leave, they basically could get what they wanted.
"Dad, don't worry too much; when there is life, there is hope." Sun Jie was really sad when she looked at her father. In just a few days, Sun Hongjun seemed to have aged by years; he was nothing like the high-spirited person from before. Now, he was more like a coveted old man.
