Qin Zhiyuan looked at Yang Chen and frowned slightly, "What? Did something happen?"
In his impression, Yang Chen never asked about his parents. Even if he was upset, he dealt with it alone in a corner, never asking or expressing thoughts about his parents.
Yang Chen hesitated for a moment, not daring to reveal the reason.
After all, there was still some resistance in his heart.
Qin Zhiyuan thought for a moment and said to Yang Chen, "If you need anything, feel free to tell me. Although the photos of your parents were not preserved at the time, if I see them, I can still recognize them clearly."
Yang Chen nodded slightly and lowered his head in silence.
Qin Zhiyuan looked at Yang Chen's expression, several times wanting to speak but hesitated.
It's been more than a year since he last saw the elders, and there were many things he wanted to say.
Only until the afternoon did Yang Chen stand up to leave.
By evening time.
