Gao Han also followed suit, calling out, "Dad."
However, there was a clear difference in tone between the two, Ning Ruixi's was respectful, while Gao Han's was flat and emotionless, as if saying the word was just to fulfill a task.
Gao Han's face turned even darker, and the more he looked at his eldest son, the less satisfied he became, especially when he saw his dull and gloomy demeanor, which made him itch with irritation. How on earth could he, Gao Hong, have fathered such a blockhead?
Thinking of his gentle and tranquil ex-wife and then looking at his son in front of him, Gao Hong's frown deepened even further. But when he saw his daughter-in-law standing beside him, looking at him with timid eyes, he managed to suppress his displeasure. At least between the two, there was one good thing.
"Come in," he said.