Yang Linhai took a sip of tea, set down the cup, and stared at me with a serious gaze, "Is there something Uncle did that upset you? If you're unhappy, just say it. Why would you team up with outsiders to target me?"
His tone was one of sighs, and to the uninformed, it would seem as though I was an incredibly thoughtless younger relative.
I slightly curled up the corners of my lips, watching him. He had been trying to assume the role of an elder since the beginning, but as I continued to stare at him, his expression became more and more rigid, until finally, unable to bear it, he spoke up, "Did Uncle say something wrong? Why are you staring at me like this?"
"It's just that... I haven't seen Uncle for a long time. It seems you vanished abruptly after problems arose at my dad's company," I said with a tone laced with mockery, before casually continuing to pour him tea.
