"Dad."
"Hah!" Qiao Zhengyuan hummed out of his nose, sounding cynical. "Why do you have time all of a sudden?"
Earlier, this kid came home, made a whole speech, nearly had a falling-out with them, then ran off.
He had left and only called back now, so how could he not be angry?
"I don't have time." Qiao Yanjue didn't get angry. His tone was rather gentle, in fact.
"You're not free and you're calling me?" Qiao Zhengyuan let out another grunt, as if he had never thought of him.
"Why don't you ask me why I'm not free?" Qiao Yanjue laughed.
Qiao Zhengyuan grunted again, "Say what you like."
The old man's arrogant response made Qiao Yanjue smile.
"I was busy with Zhikun's affairs a while ago, so I didn't have time."
"Zhikun?" Qiao Zhengyuan froze for a moment. "What happened to him?"
Ke Zhikun was his only grandson, and his status was certainly different.
Of course, Ke Zhikun was no match for Qiao Yanjue.
