A man's heart was as hard to read as a woman's.
I looked at Mai Qi nervously, and she gave me a comforting look.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Someone questioned my little uncle.
His little uncle slowly turned around. In his eyes, there was only Mr. Tong Hui.
The two of them looked at each other. Their gazes were locked. Other than each other, there was no one else.
Mr. Tong Hui's smile slowly crept up. "Xiao Le, it's been many years since we last met. I didn't expect you to grow to be so promising."
His tone was gentle and kind.
My little uncle's eyes were a little red, and his voice was trembling. "Why didn't you look for me after so many years? Do you still treat me as your younger brother?"
"Of course, we are blood brothers!" Tong Hui was shameless.