Shen Jing scrutinized the man, his gaze carrying a chilling coldness, causing the man to instinctively straighten his back.
"Go check when the boarding starts." Shen Jing waved the man away.
It was already evening, and for some reason, Shen Jing felt a sense of unease.
Sure enough, before the man returned, someone came over and detained him, with the charge of intentional arson.
The speed was quite fast.
Shen Jing noted this to himself. He stood there, his tall figure seemingly unconcerned, and because they claimed there was an eyewitness, Shen Jing was quickly escorted inside.
Intentional arson—this matter could be big or small, and Shen Jing wasn't worried.
*
"Dad, let's do a paternity test tomorrow," Lian Qingyang remembered after his excitement.
"No need, I trust your mom and your sister." Lian He's smile curved his eyes, even the tipsiness subsided a lot. He said, "In my heart, I've always felt you were my son. That result, I didn't believe it deep down either."
