Wen Suihan came up behind him without him noticing at all.
He took a deep drag on his cigarette, not having exhaled the pale smoke, and suddenly realized Wen Suihan was there.
The pale smoke scattered in his mouth and nose, slowly drifting out.
"Third brother? What brought you out here?" Wen Linyu said, blowing out the smoke.
Wen Suihan joined him in looking off to where their father and grandfather were, but said, "There's something I want to ask you."
"What is it?"
Wen Linyu spoke while extinguishing the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the stone table.
"Whose child is Nian Nian?"
With that question, Wen Linyu's motion of flicking his cigarette stub halted abruptly.
Then he quickly flicked his hand away from the ashtray, feeling a sharp pain on his fingertips, realizing he had just been burned.
Wen Linyu pretended to be calm, asking, "Why suddenly ask this?"
Wen Suihan withdrew his gaze from the distance, fixing it firmly on his second brother.
