Uncle seemed oblivious to Old Tong's schadenfreude expression, instead walking up to Xiao Yao, extending his hand, "Yaoyao, my niece, I'm your uncle!"
So cold, so serious, yet so full of military demeanor.
Tong Yandi, thirty years old this year, joined the military at fifteen and was part of a special forces unit at twenty. By twenty-five, he had become the captain of the special forces, and even now, he's considered a legendary figure in the military.
Normally, a soldier's skin should be quite dark, but how come this uncle's skin isn't dark at all, and moreover, he's very handsome, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, thin lips, and a tall nose bridge.
"Hello, uncle!" Xiao Yao greeted without a trace of fear, quite boldly.
"Alright, let's all sit down!" Old Tong gestured for the Tong family daughters-in-law and Xiao Yao to sit after seeing that the time was right.
