Yan Ye's eyes suddenly became moist.
In this half of his life, the times he had red eyes were few and far between.
Just like his father said, from childhood to adulthood, neither his father nor grandfather ever disciplined him; they always let him be, giving him the greatest freedom.
As a result, from childhood to now, he never took to heart what seemed to be their casual advice.
Because Yan Ye knew they ultimately wouldn't interfere with him, because they respected him.
Yan Ye's red eyes were also because he thought of the word respect.
When did he ever respect his father? When did he ever truly listen to his father's words? And when did he ever follow his father's advice, even if just to make his father happy...
Never once.
He held back his tears but couldn't stop the sadness.
Yan Ye and his father talked for over an hour in the bedroom before coming out.
After Yan's father came out holding Miaomiao, Jian Yu wanted to go in but was stopped by Yan's father.
