This is indeed a true statement, Nangong Yan thought for a moment and then sighed again.
"Actually, I'm quite envious of you," Ye Chen said.
"Envious of me?" Nangong Yan asked in confusion.
"The moment I met my father, we only fought each other. He hated me, and I couldn't accept him either. Until he was injured by me and killed by someone else, we never had a proper conversation. It ended just like that. But for you, all it takes is a nod, and the joy of family is right behind you," Ye Chen sighed.
Nangong Yan looked at him, lost in thought.
Ye Chen said, "Really, I'm very envious, so you should cherish it. Actually, that girl envies you as well. Her experiences, so tragic. And you, with two fathers who love you so much, and you're still not satisfied."
Nangong Yan snorted, although what Ye Chen said made some sense.
"You will forgive him sooner or later anyway, so why make it hard on yourself, no need for such conflict."
