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Su Zhen's study door was closed. Su Ronggui was about to knock when Su Rongxing pushed the door open and bounced in, "Dad, Su Ronggui is back!"
Su Zhen, who was in his fifties, maintained himself well. His hair was jet black, and his figure had not plumped up, making him appear no older than his forties. He was focused on the computer screen but smiled indulgently upon seeing his daughter enter, "No manners! Not knocking! And forgetting to address your brother!" While it sounded like a reprimand, it was more of an indulgence.
"Dad—" Su Rongxing circled behind Su Zhen's chair, wrapping her arms around his neck, "Calling him brother feels too distant!"
Su Zhen chuckled, "Nonsense! Is calling him brother more distant than calling him by his full name? People will laugh at you!"
"Dad—" the word dragged on with eighteen turns, "I don't care! I love calling him this way!"
Su Ronggui stepped inside, smiling, "Dad, it's fine, calling me by my name is good."