The two of them finally calmed down, quietly wiping their tears.
Mr. Huang hurriedly said, "Xiaojue, you just got home. You must be exhausted. Go and rest first."
Huang Xiaojue shook his head and sat down.
Mr. Huang put down the thermos, poured a large bowl of soup, and handed it to him. "This is rock sugar and white fungus soup I stewed for your mother. You have a bowl first."
Huang Xiaojue drank it all in one gulp.
"I also bought this coffee on the way. Drink it."
The coffee began to revive him. He didn't speak, just closed his eyes slightly and rubbed his temples.
Mrs. Huang and Jingjing exchanged a look and were about to speak, but Mr. Huang stopped them with a glare.
They immediately fell silent. Previously, Mrs. Huang had been terrified, fearing her son would lose his temper upon his return, and she was fraught with anxiety.
