Acupuncture Into the Acupuncture Point, A Show of Perfection (3)

Su Yun smiled and waved his hand, but Zhao Tianbao laughed out loud.

"It's nothing for a man to smoke. Don't be afraid of your father. Your uncles all smoke, and so does your father. He can't control them!"

As they joked, Zhao Tianbao and the others walked into the courtyard to smoke. Clearly, they were concerned that there were women at home.

It was indeed very rare for him to have such a meticulous personality. In an instant, there were only two men left in the room. Su Yun could tell that Su Guowei had been wanting to speak, but he was not good at it.

"How have you been?"

"I'm fine. Dad, don't worry."

The conversation between the two of them seemed a little awkward. Although they had a lot to say to each other, they could not say it.