Xiao Qingcang returned home with a stern face, and upon seeing Junjun sitting in the living room with wide-open eyes, he also remained silent without saying a word.
He took off his suit and tossed it directly onto the sofa.
Then he walked into the dining room to pour himself a glass of water to drink, but the water seemed to have been boiled several days ago and tasted especially bad, with a strange, murky flavor.
He spat it out immediately and then took a cup of purified water instead.
After gulping down a large sip, he went back to the living room.
Little Junjun watched his father and also paid attention to the outside, confirming there was no other movement. Disappointed, he walked over. "Daddy, where did you go?"
Xiao Qingcang looked at his son with dissatisfaction. "Where I go is my business, and I don't need to report to you!"
"Umm..." Little Junjun made a noise like a puppy. "Daddy, you didn't go to see Mom, did you?"
