But what had happened?
Just as he was wondering this, he saw Xia Nuannuan get onto her feet and walked over to him. She held his hands and said, "Dad had a stroke last night and passed away."
His hands went limp when he heard this. The towel fell on the ground.
He looked up in disbelief and stared at Xia Nuannuan. "What… did you say?"
Taking his hands tightly into hers again, Xia Nuannuan repeated, "Dad passed away last night. Zihao, don't be sad."
But before she could finish speaking, Zihao had shrugged off her grip and, like a mad man, dashed out of the house.
He ran to the courtyard and was going to get into the car when he suddenly felt a grip on his arm.
He turned around and saw it was Shen Liangchuan. His expression darkened at once as he said, "Let go of me, don't stop me! Although he's not a good man, to me he's just Dad! You—"
