After Liu Wei finished in the media house, he sent off Wang Feng and drove to his ancestral home. When he arrived, he did not even speak to anyone and walked straight into the living room.
Mr. Fang was sitting on a couch, reading a magazine. When he heard footsteps in the living room, he raised his eyes to look in the direction of the noise, when he saw Liu Wei; his gaze fell back nonchalantly on the magazine.
''You didn't tell me you were coming. ''
He said not looking at him. Liu Wei did not reply; he just sat down across him.
''Good day, father ''
''Good day son, what brings you around here. ''
Mr. Fang asked, dropping the magazine and looking intently at his son, as though he had not been at his house the previous day.
Liu Wei breathed in;
''Father please, why are you doing this? ''
His voice was sober and he looked really worried.
''Doing what? ''
