As soon as everyone got off the bus with their bags, they saw Gong Zhuang standing at the doorstep. What is going on?
Could it be he's here to see Gong Jiaming and the others? Gong Ruini couldn't think of any other reason why he would be here.
It seems the arrival of Gong Jiaming and his sister in Beijing isn't as insignificant to him as he pretended it to be.
"Hello, Uncle."
"Hello, Uncle Gong." Zhao Guangran and his group were momentarily stunned, then remembered who it was and greeted him with a hint of enthusiasm.
Gong Jiaming was a different case altogether. Although he showed no signs of missing home on the way, being just a kid, coming all the way out here with his sister, how could he not think of home or miss his parents?
He hadn't brought it up before because he didn't want to cry; otherwise, he'd lose face.
But now seeing his father at the doorstep, how could he not get excited? He ran over and hugged Gong Zhuang, bursting into tears.
