He couldn't answer.
"Little Yuan, are you still angry with me…"
Silence was the only state between father and son.
Xiao Zhidong always felt guilty. He suddenly stood still and looked up at his son, who looked more and more like him. In his mind, he was thinking of another valiant and proud son. If he was still here, he was willing to exchange his life for it. What a pity…
"I'm sorry. I heard from your mother that Su Jin misunderstood you, right?"
Xiao Zhidong's tone was full of apology.
"You should apologize to Su Jin, not me."
Jin Hengyuan lowered his head and looked at the road under his feet.
"I know."
Xiao Zhidong nodded with a sincere expression."
"In a day or two, I'll go to Beijing for a meeting and apologize to her face to face. I mean, are you still angry at Dad?"
"Do you care if I'm angry or not?"
Jin Hengyuan asked sarcastically.
