C218 Supermarket by Chance

Yan Jiaqiang's study room was frighteningly quiet.

Yan Jiaqiang looked at Yan Weifeng with an unfriendly expression, "Did he really say that?"

"Yes." Yan Weifeng ran his fingers through his hair and pondered deeply as he lowered his eyes. "Dad, in my opinion, it's still not appropriate to get into an argument with Yan Ge."

Yan Jiaqiang's face was stern, he raised his voice