Wang Zhengguo's already freezing heart turned icy cold in an instant. Yet, he still managed to wear a reassuring smile on his face. "I didn't know where you were living, do you remember? Little brother. You moved to the city more than a decade ago, and in the first couple of years, you would occasionally return home to collect grain. But then, for ten straight years, there was no sign of you. We were worried sick, yet we had no idea where you lived. It wasn't until last year when your family invited us to Mingxuan's wedding that we learned you had been transferred from the coal mine to the Bureau of Mines. It was a relief to know everything was alright with you," he said.
"I don't want to hear it!" Wang Zhengjun interrupted him with a low growl, his face turning increasingly grim, "Yesterday when I sought you out, you simply turned and walked away. And today, you come to my workplace - have you come to mock me?"
