After much consideration, Rong Zhan still couldn't make his point clear.
But there was no need to be overly explicit, Tan Jincheng naturally knew what Rong Zhan was trying to ask.
He nodded, without saying much.
Rong Zhan glanced at him and sighed slightly, "You, huh."
His voice carried a hint of helplessness, as if not knowing how to start.
Tan Jincheng paused, then slowly said, "Don't worry."
Rong Zhan felt even more helpless, at a time like this, the guy still had the mood to comfort others.
For a moment, Rong Zhan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, shaking his head at Tan Jincheng, "You better worry about yourself. Your father... after all, he is your father. Acting on impulse, I'm afraid you'll regret it later."
Tan Jincheng lowered his gaze, not saying much.
Rong Zhan sighed, holding Little Grape well in his arms before asking softly, "Will Father's issue implicate you?"
