Guan leisurely sits on the couch with a glass of whiskey in his hand. He is staring into space, thinking of what had just transpired inside the hospital room with his father earlier. The memory is still vivid and it's making his stomach churn. Why the hell did he just cry in front of his father?!
And just like that, they are already on speaking terms with his father. It was a good thing, but did he have to cry?
"Fuck!"
Zheng Li An and Su Bin turn his way. They were talking peacefully, leaving Guan alone in his own bubble, and now he is suddenly cursing them out of nowhere?
They are in one of the private rooms of Zheng Li An's club. Ever since Guan had been in the country, this club became their meeting place and hideout.
"You're welcome," Zheng Li An speaks with a smirk. "You are always grumpy when you visit. What is it this time? Did this punk do something again?" he points at Su Bin, not erasing the smirk on his face.
