Outside the door, Ning Yiyuan was striding in. Naturally, he did not ignore Zuo Lin's ecstatic expression. The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly. However, when his gaze landed on the middle-aged man standing by the window, the slight fluctuation on Ning Yiyuan's face instantly disappeared. With an indifferent expression, he asked softly, "Father, why are you here?"
Upon hearing this, Ning Zhenhai turned his head slightly. His face was cold and hard, with sharp edges and sharp edges. His military temperament was undoubtedly revealed. "You only came back now."
"Yes," Ning Yiyuan replied dryly.
After saying this, the two of them did not say anything else. The scene instantly returned to silence.
Zuo Lin, who was watching from the side, was anxious for them. These two were obviously father and son, but every time they met, they acted as if they were the higher-ups meeting the subordinate. It was quite awkward for outsiders to see this.
