Huo Ci and Jun Shiyan instinctively got up to welcome him.
Huo Xiao shot them a cold look. "Sit properly. Where are you going?"
Jun Shiyan let out a low cough and nodded politely at Nangong Lun before calling him Uncle Nangong.
No matter what, Huo Ci was still a junior. He ignored Huo Xiao's warning and continued to act like he didn't care about anything. He looked at him and smiled. "Uncle Nangong, welcome, welcome. What wind blew you here?"
Nangong Lun had not expected that after more than 20 years, the man in front of him had not changed at all. Back when he had first visited him, he remembered that he had also been like this. He had thought that this child was not good enough and was not worthy of Yu'er back then.
