"Second Uncle." Xie Wenkai turned his head to look at Cao Shaowei, who was sitting on the chair like Maitreya Buddha. Xie Wenkai asked, "Aren't you leaving yet?"
Cao Shaowei always gave off a kind vibe to people, he looked very kind. In fact, Cao Shaowei was not that old. When he was young, he was very hot-tempered. However, because he had been ill for many years, his condition gradually became worse and so his temper also became much calmer. He looked at Xie Wenkai and sighed, "You have really grown up."
"Second Uncle, do you think what I did today was wrong?" Xie Wenkai asked.
