Sheng Ruming looked at his father who was calmly sitting at the sofa, hanging a nonchalant expression on his face.
He adjusted his emotions and walked to him.
"Father, how have you been?" He greeted his father as he asked.
Sheng Haotin didn't reply but observed his son intensely. His piercing gaze made Sheng Ruming numb. Even if he felt slightly intimidated by his father's cold glare he didn't break away his eye contact from him and they locked their gazes for almost two minutes.
"I am as I was always in the past. I don't think you need to know about it." The old man soothed his gaze as he replied to his son. He signalled Sheng Ruming to sit on the sofa in front of him.
As he sat down Sheng Haotin asked, "How is the company? I heard you didn't come to the company for the past few days." Even if he knew the internal situation, he wanted to hear from his son's mouth about it.
