Yes, that ungrateful child, the head of the Fang Family suddenly thought of his wretched son. The man had timed everything to the exact minute—it had been two years to the day since the promise they made. Now that the time had come, he would certainly leave Fang Qi's side immediately. He dialed the familiar number with a frown, and just as expected, it was switched off; the SIM card must have been destroyed for sure.
However, where could his unfilial son be now? As long as that man was around, he wasn't worried—at least he knew he would be safe until the man left. By now, Fang Qi should have finished dealing with those who had wronged him and was probably off somewhere celebrating, as was his usual style.
