Yang Chen looked at Old Zhuo's joyful appearance, his heart trembling, and with reddened eyes said, "From now on, you are my father! I am your son! I will fulfill my duty towards you on behalf of the instructor!"
"Good! Good! Good!" Old Zhuo shed murky tears, yet he was smiling, feeling very happy and touched.
Ye Xin saw this scene and understood everything.
Previously, Wei Xueqing had told her that one day she went with Yang Chen to pay respects to someone.
It turned out that Yang Chen was paying respects to Zhuo Jingyu.
When Zhuo Jingyu sacrificed himself, Ye Xin had attended the funeral.
Although she wasn't familiar with the Zhuo family, having once lived in a high-end residential area, she knew them.
Thinking about it now, she could piece together many bits of information.
She had heard before that Zhuo Jingyu once entered a special guard team, later achieving many battle honors, and finally transitioned to a teaching role.