Feng Ze smoothly changed the subject. "Are you looking for Feng Ze?"
Chairman Feng raised his eyebrows. "Yes. Do you know him?"
After a long silence, Feng Ze nodded.
Overjoyed, Chairman Feng hurriedly asked, "Do you know where he is?"
Feng Ze paused for half a second, then nodded again.
Chairman Feng immediately asked, "Can you take me to him?"
This time, Feng Ze shook his head.
"Son," Chairman Feng took a deep breath and leaned forward slightly. "I'm not a bad person. I have something very important to discuss with him."
Feng Ze stayed perfectly still, calmly watching the man before him.
Watching his... father.
Finally, Feng Ze asked, "What do you want with him?"
"..." Chairman Feng thought for a moment. Apparently deciding there was no reason to hide it, he said, "I'm Feng Ze's father. I came here to take him home."
Not a ripple crossed Feng Ze's eyes. "No, you're not."
He said, "Feng Ze is an orphan. He doesn't have a father."
The word "orphan" made Chairman Feng frown involuntarily.
He looked at Feng Ze and said very earnestly, "Feng Ze isn't an orphan. He has a home."
Hearing that, Feng Ze clenched his fist out of sight.
"Son, can you take me to see him?" Chairman Feng asked again.
"..."
Feng Ze didn't know what to say.
Should I refuse?
But he dreamed of having a home.
Should I agree?
But his father only wanted to use him.
"Not right now." Feng Ze's voice was a little muffled. His chest felt awful too, as though he couldn't quite breathe.
"I need to talk to Feng Ze first and see whether he wants to meet you."
"That's fine." Chairman Feng nodded. "I'll go with you and wait at the door."
"No." Feng Ze shook his