We can't afford such an apology

In the private room on the second floor.

Lin Hanxing briefly explained what had happened to his parents.

Before the dishes were served, there was a knock on the door from outside.

Yan beixiao, who was close to the door, opened it and immediately saw Yuan shaojing ...

And his head of white hair that was like silver Frost.

Yan beixiao's words seemed to be stuck in his throat.

"Uncle ... Uncle Yuan ..."

Ever since Cheng Lingyun's incident, Yuan shaojing seemed to have disappeared from everyone's sight. No one would have thought that they would meet him again in this state.

Father Lei suddenly got up and looked at his best friend.

"You ..."

Father Lei's shock was no less than Yan beixiao's.

The last time they met, he wasn't like this, but in a short time, he couldn't find any dark color in Yuan shaojing's face.

"Why do you have to do this!"

Sighing, father Lei, who knew some inside information, had dark eyes.