Face Slapping Warning! Playing Second Fiddle to Who? (2)

The producer took his leave.

Shortly after, Yu Tang arrived with Si Fuqing, knocking on the door cautiously.

Upon hearing a "come in," Yu Tang pushed the door open, "Uncle LI, I've brought a friend to see you."

"It's Tangtang, huh?" LI Yuzhi was momentarily taken aback, a slight smile emerging on his pale face. "You're about to start university, right?"

"Yes." Yu Tang placed a fruit basket down. "Military training starts in ten days."

"That's wonderful. You're eighteen now," LI Yuzhi murmured, suddenly as if reminded of something, the man in his forties covered his face, his voice choked, "If... if he were still here..."

Yu Tang also felt very sad.

If LI Yuzhi's son were still around, he would probably have graduated from university by now.

"I'm sorry, I got carried away," LI Yuzhi took a deep breath, his gaze then settling on Si Fuqing, "And you are?"