Xiao Li, who was at a loss after becoming single, felt as if he was dreaming while in a daze.
Eight years have ended just like that, leaving a few traces of melancholy in his heart.
But this sense of loss was quickly replaced by resentment towards Su Li.
Vain woman, wasted my youth.
Returning to his long-lost home, Father Zhao was sitting on the sofa with glasses on, seriously reading the Financial Times. Upon hearing his son's return, he didn't even look up, simply saying, "You're back."
As if Zhao Li had never left for eight years, he greeted as usual.
Father Zhao's indifferent attitude made Zhao Li feel uncomfortable all over.
He had gotten used to having a woman at home who was full of affection for him, speaking to him softly and considerately each time he returned.
In a low voice, Zhao Li responded, then almost fled back to his room.
