Dad Qiao, as if he had found a confidant, put down his glass and took hold of his hand, "Hechen, you truly are a good kid."
Weilan froze, looking at Lu Hechen. What did he mean by that?
Why would Brother Hechen stand on Dad Qiao's side?
Weilan looked at him and gave him meaningful glances.
Lu Hechen gave Weilan a reassuring look.
It suddenly dawned on Weilan. Could it be that he was doing it on purpose?
"Dad, I know it's hard for you to accept some things, and I feel the same. I definitely stand on your side and disapprove of many things," Lu Hechen continued, completely aligning with Dad Qiao's feelings and stance.
Dad Qiao nodded, "Hechen, you really know my heart."
Lu Hechen picked up the bottle and poured him a drink, filling the glass before speaking, "Dad, Uncle was injured some time ago."
The news made Dad Qiao startle, a flash of distress crossed his eyes as he asked urgently, "How did he get injured?"
