"… If there's nothing else, I still have to review today's operation with my men. I'll go back first."
Song Yan's attitude and tone were cold and perfunctory as he turned around and returned to the tent. Qiu Tong was stunned, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Qiu Xingyu hooked Qiu Tong's finger obediently and shook it twice to comfort her. "Uncle Song Yan is unhappy from the slap. Mommy has to understand!"
Qiu Xingyuan frowned in dissatisfaction when he saw that Qiu Tong's sincere apology was met with Song Yan's cold response.
Something was not right!
Qiu Tong looked up at the light source, before turning toward Song Yan's tent. She subconsciously muttered to herself.
