The top private office was dark, and only the neon light outside the window struck Xu Zhen's face, making him very lonely in the dark and quiet room.

He's muffling his voice and making phone calls. His language is not as powerful and serious as it used to be, but rather weary and soft. When Xu Yiliang and Xu Yiyang opened the door, they forgot to knock and opened a slight gap to hear his voice. Both of them felt very uncomfortable.

Xu Zhen only shows his most vulnerable side when he calls his mother.

"Cough... Dad. " Xu Yiliang coughed and signaled them to come in.

"Well, I'll hang...