A boy appeared before a huge house.
"Mom, Dad..." he shouted, waving his hand. "I'm back," the boy said.
Guo Shantian, who was reading a newspaper from his reclining chair, raised his gaze.
"Are you two years old? Why do you report when you're back?" Elder Guo spoke with a dissatisfied expression.
The son ignored his father's tone and showed something in his hand. "Look what I found," he said.
"That is..." Shantian was shocked for a moment, then returned to his usual expression. "How did you get that boy Liu Feng to give you something?" he asked.
The boy just laughed smugly.
Shantian sighed. This kid didn't seem that smart. Did he really believe that Liu Feng would give him something so willingly? As he thought of this, he sensed a presence and slowly turned his head.
"Old man..." Huang Fengqi began before pausing. "Ah, son... you're back," she spoke.
