Lin Kuang knew nothing about the history between Huang Liang and Zhao Feng. As for a lackey like Huang Liang, Lin Kuang couldn't be bothered with him. Besides, he was extremely anxious right now, so how could he have time for such a person?
Upon leaving the airport, Lin Kuang looked toward his home. After a year, I, Lin Kuang, have finally set foot on this land once again. I'm back!
Lin Kuang murmured to himself and hailed a taxi, heading straight for the Lin Family's courtyard house.
Learning of Lin Kuang's return, his father, Lin Guodong, didn't go to work today. Instead, he stayed home waiting for his son. After all, father and son hadn't seen each other for over a year. As a father, how could Lin Guodong not miss him?
The old man was also in a good mood today. He sat in the rocking chair in the courtyard, squinting as he watched the front gate, while Lin Guodong stood beside him.
