"I will be good to Jun Moyan, Grandpa, and you also need to take good care of yourself," Wen Xiao'ai watched the old man in such a state, feeling an urge to cry.
It was all due to Jun Wuyang. Couldn't he just be a good person? He had to make everyone like this, even causing Grandpa to be sad and fall ill.
"That's good."
"Grandpa, about big brother..." Jun Wuchen sighed, not knowing what to say.
"Grandpa knows, I know everything... You can't be like him, understand?"
This was all a disaster of his own making. Who else could he blame?
"Moyan, where is your father?"
"At the barracks."
"Did he put all the blame on you?"
"..."
"Moyan, I know you and Xiao'ai have been wronged, but your father must be feeling worse than anyone. I understand you can't talk to him, but he is still your father, and you are his only son. If possible, spend more time with him, talk to him. After some time, he will come to his senses."
"..."
