Jiang Sifan fell silent after hearing Wen Wan's words.
He knew that Wen Wan had been neglected by her parents her entire life.
And as the eldest daughter, she not only had to focus on her studies but also had to take care of her younger siblings.
So when Wen Wan saw Lu Fan quietly showing concern for him, she couldn't help but feel a pang of envy.
Jiang Sifan didn't respond, lowering his head to continue checking the accounts.
But the numbers swam before his eyes; he couldn't focus on a single one.
After a long moment, he finally spoke. "Wen Wan."
Wen Wan looked up, listening intently.
Jiang Sifan took a deep breath, then said, "You know, when I was little, I hated his guts."
Wen Wan didn't say anything, waiting for him to continue.
"Every time I saw other kids getting picked up by their dads, I hated it. Every time my mom worked overtime and didn't get home until the middle of the night, I hated it. Every time someone called me a fatherless kid, I hated it."
