Liao Xuan rushed to the door of Zhao Wenjin's house and knocked forcefully, "Zhao Wenjin, come out here."
"Liao Kai, come out."
Knocking was one thing, but she even kicked the door with force, yet at this moment Zhao Wenjin and her family of three had already boarded the southbound flight.
With nobody home, no matter how Liao Xuan knocked, there was no one to open the door.
The tenant landlord, who had unexpectedly just stepped out to use the bathroom, returned to see the landlord's younger sister kicking the door.
Confused, he turned to the neighbor who was sunbathing at the shop's entrance and was also keeping an eye on the shop, "Didn't they tell you that Zhao Wenjin and her family had left home?"
Such a big event couldn't possibly go without notice, the tenant thought. Maybe Zhao Wenjin wouldn't say anything, but as The Filial Son, Liao Kai certainly would.
