He Jitang's gaze was cold.
He looked silently for a long while before finally getting into the car and leaving.
Late at night.
He Jitang returned to the city of Yangcheng.
Being immensely wealthy, he had bought a tastefully refined villa in Yangcheng.
Upon returning home, a servant came up and reported, "Young Master Ci'an woke up in the middle of the night and cried for a good while."
He Jitang instantly headed to the small courtyard where He Ci'an resided.
Young Ci'an, finding himself in a strange place and unused to the new bed, woke up in the middle of the night feeling extremely anxious.
Seeing He Jitang at this moment, he felt overwhelmingly wronged and threw himself into his father's arms, "I miss grandpa and grandma, I miss auntie and uncle and little Jia... Daddy, I want to go home!"
He Jitang squatted down.
Holding young Ci'an in his arms, he comforted, "Daddy has to work here for two years, doesn't Ci'an want to stay with Daddy?"
