Who were you on the phone with?

  "My family is back......" I lowered my voice like a thief, and didn't notice Hua Jingyan secretly letting out a sigh of relief.

  Huajing Yan's footsteps didn't slow down, and he heard a gentle woman's voice coming from this side.

  "Mi Ru'er, what are you doing standing downstairs?" Mom came over with a makeup bag, swaying her waist.

  I waved at her.

  "I... I'm waiting for Dad."

  I shouted, there is some distance between us. Mom has gone upstairs first, she wants to take a bath first.

  "Hey, Huajingyan. Are you still there?" I turned my back, not letting mom see.

  "In."

  I feel that Hua Jingyan is holding back a smile.

  "Who were you on the phone with?"

  With her mother's keen intuition, she sensed that something was amiss with me, and a voice floated down from upstairs.

  "I've got a phone call with Dad... I'll ask him where he is, Mom you go open the door first!"

  If I could see Hua Jingyan's gloomy face right now, I definitely wouldn't be shouting.

  "...the...flower..." I realized Hua Jingyan's presence when the person on the other end of the phone ended the call.

  I cursed inwardly, and suddenly felt a weight on my shoulders. A strong smell of liquor hit me in the face.

  When Hua Jing saw me, I was standing in the cold wind, huddled together, while the drunk white-collar worker he had just met suddenly put one hand on my shoulder and held up his phone with the other, speaking triumphantly with spittle flying everywhere.

  Although he couldn't hear what the man was saying, as a fellow man, he knew that he was showing off how high-end this car was.

  Because that person almost put all his weight on me, I couldn't bear it, and the two of us swayed from side to side, our footsteps disordered.

  Huajing Yan's eyes spewed out flames of anger!

  He clenched his fist and mercilessly punched the face of the man who was pressing down on my shoulder.

  "Ah!" The drunkard fell to the ground, taking me down with him. My briefcase and phone flew off in different directions. The documents inside the briefcase scattered all over the place, and a gust of wind blew up several sheets of paper.

  Hua Jing picked up the phone that had flown in front of him, and on the screen was his red Bugatti Veyron.

  Anger surges like a tide, churning inside Hua Jingyan's body.

  Crack! The phone screen shattered into countless pieces.

  Hua Jingyan's face was colder than ever.

  "Hey, what's wrong with you?" The man who had fallen to the ground groaned and shook his head, completely sober now.

  In the dim light, he suddenly saw a tall figure in front of him, with shoulder-length curly hair blown up by the cold wind, flashing a bloodthirsty red color, like the ghostly shadow of the god of death, his whole body's hairs stood on end.

  Look at that young man, his strong aura is also making this mature man's heart skip a beat.

  The drunkard was just about to get up when a furious fist came flying at him.

  "Hua Jingyan... don't!" Just as Hua Jingyan's fist was about to hit the drunkard's nose, I threw myself at him, tears of fright streaming down my trembling lips.

  "He is my dad! My real dad!"

  I let out an anguished wail!

  The fist stopped 0.1 cm from the bridge of his nose.

  His father's entire body seemed to have been drained of all its strength, cold sweat dripping down from his forehead which was full of fine lines.

  The scenery of flowers in the dark was filled with a terrifying murderous aura.

  He silently picked up the scattered documents, neatly put them back in his briefcase, and then politely handed it to his father with both hands.

  "I'm sorry, Father. I startled you." A ninety-degree bow with utmost respect.

  Yan Wanching patted his chest, he had just slipped away from the Ghost Gate, and when he heard Hua Jingyan's sincere "Dad", everything in front of him suddenly went black again.