"Of course, it's false to say there were no feelings involved."
After all, he had lived in their home for so many years.
Even if there were no meritorious deeds, there was the hard work.
Pei Zhiyao wasn't someone heartless enough to target others.
Compared to most, Pei Zhiyao had already been more than fair and righteous.
The man took a deep breath and was silent for a long while.
"Then tell me, over the years, have you stayed in close contact with Father Pei?"
Pei Zhiyao's reply was prompt, even leaving no time for a reaction.
"No, it's only in the past few years that he showed a little concern for me."
But now, that concern had completely vanished.
He didn't know how to describe it.
He only felt somewhat strange looking at the other person's countenance.
"He probably feels the same about me. We'd rather not see each other, hoping the other would leave soon. I suppose after staying in his house for so long, he must have some opinions about me, right?"
