Jian an went in, put the water cup in front of Lu Rufeng, looked down at the photo in his hand, and asked softly, "what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about the past." Lu Rufeng paused and breathed out a sigh gently. "When I was a child, every time I saw my mother sitting in front of the window, I thought, she is a lovely woman, my father is a man who has no sense of family responsibility, but now I know that she is a cold-blooded woman, and my father is a lovely person..."

Lu Rufeng relaxed and leaned against the back of the chair behind him. His handsome...