Granny Wu patted his back.
"You'd better."
"If you need anything, call me."
The old woman snorted.
"If I need something, I'll ask."
Despite the gruff response, her eyes looked suspiciously red.
Eventually, there was nothing left to delay.
After one final goodbye, Guiying climbed into the passenger seat. As the car pulled away, the villagers remained standing outside waving until they disappeared from sight.
For a long time, neither Guiying nor Liuxian spoke. The peaceful silence lingered until Guiying finally unlocked his phone and looked at the screen.
The moment it lit up, he almost laughed.
Most of the missed calls came from Liuxian, Limo, while countless others had been left by people from his modelling agency.
There were also numerous calls from Xue Deyong, a name that felt strangely unfamiliar now that the truth about his parentage had been revealed.
A month ago, Guiying would have called the man father.
Now he couldn't.
