Zhou Guobin told his son, "You don't need to stand up."
"Your mom and I just came to see you and let you know that we're going back."
Zhou Yuwen was a bit surprised: "Going back already? I was thinking of taking you around nearby in a bit."
Zhou Yuwen wasn't just being polite here; since his parents arrived three days ago, he hadn't properly spent time with them due to the issues with Su Qing and Jiang Xinyi.
But Zhou Guobin simply shook his head. Chinese parents don't express emotions with words, but as Zhou Guobin looked at his son, now taller than him in a suit.
Zhou Guobin thought of those words fathers often say to sons in movies, "I'm proud of you."
Though these words didn't come out, his gaze already expressed them.
Before coming to Jinling, the old couple had many worries because, in their eyes, their son was just an ordinary person, only nineteen, who suddenly got sixty million in wealth. How did he get it? Was there some manipulative person behind it?
