As Wu SuYi stepped forward to enter the company that belong to Wu Jun, her fake father, JingYi was taking a bite of food with his hand that was still bandaged.
The bruises and scratches on his body hadn't healed yet. The pain of the metal bat that struck on his arms and legs was still painfully etched in his memories but he had dressed himself back into his work uniform that consist of his white shirt and black suit. He had sat down in front of his abuser, looking at his plate with a faint smile on his lips as if he had gone insane and rather enjoyed the tensed air in the room.
"You have learned how to go against your father, didn't you?" Wu Jun's eyes narrowed seeing how leisurely JingYi was as he took the bite from the mash potatoes and nodded as if he enjoyed it.
"Well," JingYi responded, "I never had a rebellious phase right?"
