Ye Xi returned to the living room and looked down through the window.
A black Maybach was parked below, and a man was standing by the door.
From high above, due to the height of the building, the figure seemed somewhat diminished and distorted, making it somewhat indistinct.
But even so, Ye Xi could still discern that Youyou's father was not the middle-aged greasy man she had imagined him to be.
Instead, from this angle, he seemed quite tall.
He stood erect, clearly a man with a commanding presence, even without getting any closer.
This was quite unlike the irresponsible father Lu Youheng had described.
Soon after, Old Zhu came out with Lu Youheng.
As soon as he stepped out, Lu Youheng saw his father standing at the door and came to an abrupt halt.
Lu Youheng seemed even smaller in front of his father.
The moment the little guy saw his father, he visibly drew back, quickly hiding behind Old Zhu.
