"Who wants to bond with him?"
"I apologise for the inconvenience."
Zhai Heng once again erupted when he heard the words of his uncle. He turned and glared at him hatefully. "There are 365 days in a year, and I am almost twenty-seven now; tell me how many days my parents are at home? Even you come to see us only a few times a year. No matter what, even if you want to control and teach me, I am telling you, you are way too late! When we wanted and needed our elders to help us, you were not there. Never there. Now you don't need to interfere in my relationship with Han Ruochen."
