The knock on the door at 10:00 pm was especially abrupt. The sentinel checked Xia Jinyuan's identification document before letting him in. Xia Jinyuan didn't press the doorbell and just knocked. Major General Yang, who was talking to his son in the room, was stunned.
"Why didn't you ring the doorbell?"
The only son of Major General Yang, who was in his first year of university, stood up to open the door. Mrs. Yang, who was cleaning up in the kitchen, wiped her hands and came out. She smiled and said, "I'll open the door. You can chat with your father. You father and son haven't seen each other for a long time. If you don't talk now, when will you find your next chance?"
When he heard the knock on the door again, Major General Yang's expression changed slightly. He stood up and said to his only son, "I'll go get it. Help your mom clean up the kitchen."
He had probably guessed who it was.
