Shen You'an's gaze deepened slightly, and he subconsciously looked up at Liu Qingfeng.
This man, stripped of the dignity that comes with high status, was at this moment, simply a father.
When interacting with others, one should never speak too deeply on a shallow relationship; Liu Qingfeng undoubtedly understood this principle. Yet, he personally exposed the scars of his own son to someone he was meeting for the first time.
"Back then, I was at the peak of my career, so busy every day that my feet barely touched the ground. My wife... had a short temper. When Xixi needed companionship the most, as parents, we failed him..."
As he spoke, the man's hand holding the cup trembled slightly.
