As Long Chengyu finished speaking, Long Wuye chuckled softly, couldn't help but lift his hand and pat his shoulder—
"Kid, it's really a pity you didn't become a politician! However, perhaps, you are more suited for the business world."
Long Chengyu just listened, not responding.
"I heard you sent Chu Ting and Ziran abroad to have fun?"
Long Wuye suddenly remembered this.
"Hmm, Chu Ting is a decent person, and he gets along quite well with Ziran."
Long Chengyu responded indifferently.
Long Wuye nodded and sighed deeply, "Chu Ting really is a good guy, having him look after Ziran is a good thing. I have always had high regards for him. Now, even that brat Qin Jifeng is married, time really flies... If Zilin was still here, maybe..."
As he spoke, Long Wuye's voice turned rough again, and he finally didn't continue.
