Tang Mei slowly rose to her feet and walked toward the floor-to-ceiling window.
Her deep eyes had already reddened slightly, with tears shimmering faintly.
"I'm sorry, pretend I didn't ask," Wang Jinhui suddenly realized he might have said something wrong, and hurried after her.
Tang Mei smiled and shook her head, "It's nothing."
"The bird's nest soup is getting cold, maybe we should first..."
"Actually... Junchen had known Uncle Quan since he first started junior high, but it wasn't until he planned to found the FC club... that he officially become a disciple, which was on his eighteenth birthday. The two of them drank the whole night away, right there in his tiny apartment in Jin City."
"Oh, I see, as a father... I knew nothing about this."
"It was Uncle Quan who persuaded him to change his surname."
