Yun Zuoyi saw Yun Jianchen as well, and wanted to turn around and leave. He didn't want to face Yun Jianchen… But if he turned and left, would Yun Jianchen think he was afraid of him?
He wasn't afraid of Yun Jianchen.
Yun Zuoyi walked over and also lit a cigarette.
The two men quietly smoked.
"Yun Jianchen…" Finally, it was Yun Zuoyi who broke the silence, turning to look at Yun Jianchen.
Yun Jianchen took a drag of his cigarette, leisurely puffing smoke rings before looking at Yun Zuoyi with a faint question, "What is it?"
"Will you forgive dad?" Yun Zuoyi asked, pursing his lips, looking earnestly at Yun Jianchen.
Yun Jianchen raised his eyebrows with a smirk that was neither a smile nor a frown, looking at Yun Zuoyi. As clever as he was, he naturally understood why Yun Zuoyi would suddenly ask such a question.
"…" A hint of embarrassment flashed across Yun Zuoyi's handsome face, as if… Yun Jianchen had seen right through his thoughts, his worries, and his fears.
