When Shen Yunzhou stormed into the room and saw that familiar face, he could no longer hold back his emotions and burst into tears like a child.
Shen Juefeng slowly opened his eyes, looking at his son's distinct yellow hair, his eye rims reddening as well.
Yet he forced himself to keep a stern face: "How old are you? Still so useless!"
Shen Yunzhou, however, rushed to the front of his father in two quick steps, his face smeared with tears and mucus: "Dad, I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."
"Silly child..." Shen Juefeng suppressed his tears and reached out to rub his head, "It's me who owes your sister and you too much all these years."
Shen Yunzhou shook his head desperately: "It's me who's been immature, always resenting you for ignoring us, even hating you... I didn't expect..."
