C768 The Tofu Itself Is Willing to be Eaten

"Yes, father." Ying Chenglong chuckled as he nodded his head.

Ying Chong was his own son, and one of the blazing suns of Beijing. He would be proud of him as the son of his father.

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The sky was clear, and the sun was shining through the gray clouds.

Logically speaking, it should be easy to make people happy when the sun shines.

However, Xu Zhe didn't feel happy at the moment