But Huang Guanghong stayed here and looked at the elderly Chen Sihan with great interest. To be honest, the two of them really knew each other before.

"Now should I call you Xiao Chen or Old Chen?" Huang Guanghong looked at Chen Sihan and smiled, "After thirty years of separation, you have reached this age. Don't you regret your choice at the beginning?"

It turned out that Chen Sihan was also an intelligence officer in the underground palace at the time, but he was a relatively high-level scholar who specialized in the upper class. Moreover, from the perspective of level, he seemed to be similar to Huang Guanghong.

"Now, what else is there to regret?" Chen Sihan's face suddenly appeared to loosen, no longer as old-fashioned and cold as before.

Although he still didn't smile, he really relaxed and chatted with Huang Guanghong.

"I remember that back then, I was adopted by the organization with you and received the best education, so that I can achieve today's achievements, right?" Chen Sihan looked at Huang Guanghong, who was still young and strong in front of him, and felt a little moved.

Was the choice that year really correct?

Maybe there is, but to this day, what's the point of remembering these?

Huang Guanghong also put away the casualness and began to recall the past: "We were all orphans, and we fell into the streets and almost starved to death. It seems that we knew each other so ago."

"Who said no?" Chen Sihan replied, "Later, when I was sorting, I was from Wen and Wu, and I never met again. I didn't expect that today will be there."

At that time, everyone was only four or five years old, so they entered the welfare home together and received training from the underground palace. They did not part ways until they became adults.

After so long time has passed, even if there is friendship, how much can I remember?
Chapter completed!