Xu Xingchen felt extremely nervous as soon as he caught Duan Feihan's icy gaze.
Had he... had he never offended his Great-Uncle? Why was he looking at him like that?
Duan Feihan stared at him, remembering that this was Duan Xingye's former good friend. He happened to see Bai Chuwei laughing and talking with him when picking her up from school.
Duan Feihan had attended high school himself and, of course, knew that handsome young men with Xu Xingchen's personality were extremely popular with young girls.
A middle-aged man in a suit that barely concealed his beer belly stepped forward, slightly dissatisfied, and said, "Youngest uncle, today is a great day for the elder's recovery. Why scare a child with that face?"
Duan Feihan spoke indifferently, "Child? Xu should be around Xingye's age. He is considered an adult in my elder brother's eyes, so Xu is hardly a child."
Duan Xiuhao felt embarrassed and mumbled, "Can that... can that be the same?"
