Jing Rui did not dare to let him follow him. It had only been a short while, and the worker's leg was wounded. He might even lose his life if he stayed longer.
Jing Zhi's strength was frightening, and he didn't know how to control his strength. She'd better stay away from him.
"Dad, let's go!"
Jing Rui walked forward as soon as he finished speaking, as if Jing Zhi was a ferocious beast.
Jing Yichen couldn't help but laugh. He had taught Jing Rui very well. He was always able to deal with any situation calmly. He was very good at tricking people. People were always afraid of him. He had never seen him avoid people like this.
He strode forward and held his son's hand. He smiled and said,""Let's go home!"
Two figures, one big and one small, were walking on the beach. The moonlight elongated their shadows, making them look like the most beautiful painting in the night.
However, the atmosphere of the painting was ruined by the shrill cry behind them.
