"Why."
Tan Zheng was still troubled by this question.
"I told you, don't ask for now." Tan Jincheng's face was very stern, completely unwilling to explain.
Tan Zheng's expression was quite unpleasant.
After a while, he quietly said, "I don't want to go."
"You have to go."
"What about you, what do you want to do?" Tan Zheng's voice was very cold, "What is it that you want me out of the way for? What happens to Grape when I'm gone?"
"I'll be here."
"I don't trust you," Tan Zheng replied bluntly.
Tan Jincheng glanced at Tan Zheng, "You have no choice."
Tan Zheng knew he was speaking the truth; if he wanted to, he could ensure Tan Zheng wouldn't return to the country for a lifetime. Tan Zheng also vaguely guessed why Tan Jincheng insisted he go abroad.
But... he didn't want to leave.
He couldn't stop worrying about Grape and Orange.
"You can video call Grapes for an hour every week," Tan Jincheng slowly mentioned as another condition.
