He felt that way, but whether others felt the same, it was hard to say.
Tang Lei's face looked unpleasant, and Qing Er was even sweating nervously for Tang Rao.
"Brother, this is our father. Be a little respectful when you speak to him."
Being polite could only benefit Tang Rao without any harm. Hasn't he always wanted to reconcile with his father? Why is there no hint of flattery when he sees him, saying whatever comes to mind with complete disregard? Someone as arrogant as he would usually turn and leave.
Even Tang Qingqing thought her father would turn and leave; who would have thought he not only stayed but also smiled at Tang Rao.
"You rascal, after all these years, I thought you'd have tempered your nature quite a bit, but it's only gotten worse—your temper is fiercer than ever!"
It was hard to tell from Tang Lei's expression if he was pleased or annoyed, but what did that matter to Tang Rao?
