Ning Gang watched his younger brother with a livid expression, from his astonished face to the things on the ground. The photos had scattered, and a slight change crossed his complexion as his gaze suddenly became sharp.
He closed the door and walked in step by step, looking coldly at Ning Ge, angrily questioning, "I'm asking you, what are you doing!"
This younger brother, whom he regarded as his son, what was he doing, rummaging through his study in the dead of night, what was he up to?
What is his identity, why is he doing this?
Only a few steps away, but for Ning Gang, it felt as long as a lifetime, his eyes never leaving Ning Ge.
Ning Ge took the flashlight out of his mouth and suddenly felt there was no need to hide anything anymore, what he sought would also find its answer tonight, here.
