After drinking for three rounds, Ye Jianxing put down his glass and looked at his son.
"Jun Po, father apologizes for what happened back then, you are indeed talented in filming, but back then, I really had no other way."
In the past few years, the relationship between Ye Junpo and Ye Jianxing has eased, at least Ye Jianxing is not so disgusted, and Ye Junpo also started to call him Dad.
Such a situation is a good thing for Ye Yunxi and Ye Yunji, and it is also a good thing for the family, but it is the first time that such a situation has been spoken out openly like today.
Ye Yunji and Ye Yunxi looked at each other, and put down their chopsticks together.
No matter what Ye Jianxing has done, he did it for his family, not for himself. Besides, he is the oldest person here, as a junior, he should put down his chopsticks and listen carefully.
As for Ye Junpo, in fact, there is nothing wrong with chasing one's dreams alone, it's just the family status and diametrically opposed desires that make the father and son diametrically opposed.
It's impossible to let go of it completely. Although Ye Junpo no longer resented his father, but after so many years, he has worked so hard to pull the two children, and he still feels a little uncomfortable.
But he didn't expect that, as a son, he would hear his father's apology one day.
So he was a little shocked, and looked up at his father blankly.
Seeing his son looking at him like this, Ye Jianxing simply put down his chopsticks and looked at him.
His tone was very peaceful, and his expression was not so serious.
"But fortunately, Yunxi is very competitive, otherwise, I don't think we, father and son, may not eat at the same table until now."
The old man muttered to himself, not as if he was talking to his son at all, but as if he was confiding his heart to a friend.
Ye Junpo is the director, and people who are engaged in literature and art are passionate, his eyes turned red immediately, he raised the wine bottle, and carefully filled Ye Jianxing's glass with both hands: "Dad, no matter what, you will always be my father. "
Thousands of words and many complaints disappeared completely at this moment.
No matter how much hatred there is, now that Yunxi has written it off, they are still father and son, and they still have an unceasing relationship.
Ye Jianxing understood immediately, smiled emotionally, picked up the wine glass and clinked a glass with his son, and drank it down with his head raised.
"Dad, you're getting old, drink less, we don't have to do this by ourselves." Ye Jun spoke his mind in a rare way.
Ye Jianxing smiled: "No, the more you treat your own people, the more you should be like this. Let father be sincere today!"
Between men, there is not much to say, just a word, a glass of wine is full of feelings, it's as simple as that.
A glass of wine settles the suspicion, and they are good father and son again.
Ye Yunji and his sister looked at each other, and the two joined in the fun with one holding the wine and the other holding the hawthorn juice.
"Dad, grandpa! Our family will always be together and be happy forever!"
The four of them held their cups together, and the clink was very crisp.
"Well, happy forever!"
Whether it is wine or beverages, drink it up in one gulp, not for anything else, but for this sincerity and this happiness.
There's nothing hypocritical about a family, it's as simple as that.
Every move here also fell into Sun Wen's eyes, and she looked at this side with a little envy.
"Awen, what are you looking at?"
Sun Wen's best friend followed her gaze, it was a family of four.
Sun Wen smiled and suppressed the redness in the corners of her eyes: "It's nothing, I'm just envious. Living in such a family must be very happy, right?"