So this is what it feels like to have made it and returned home in glory, huh.
Standing in the bustling airport, Zhan Jie had a moment of absent-mindedness, but his expression quickly twisted into a wry smile.
What's the point, really? His parents were no longer around, and his relatives maintained a lukewarm attitude towards him. The loneliness he felt when he left was still fresh in his mind—who was there to share in his success?
An unforgettable face suddenly popped into his mind, and Zhan Jie sighed. What was he thinking? She never had him in her heart.
He pulled out his phone from his pocket. Just as he turned it on, a call came through. Seeing the name on the screen, he answered with a hint of a smile.
"Why did the great young master think to look for me?"
"Isn't it because you've just returned to the country and don't have a place to stay yet? I'm taking pity on you," Ye Xu's voice carried a mix of laughter and mockery.
