Just as Chen Jiaxiang was slightly closing his eyes and enjoying the massage from his wife, feeling somewhat relieved, his eldest son, Chen Longtian, walked in.
Seeing his father's weary face, giving him the impression that he had aged considerably, Chen Longtian couldn't help but feel a shock run through him, as he stepped forward and asked, "Dad, are you alright?"
"Hmm! You're back," Chen Jiaxiang, hearing his eldest son's greeting, slowly opened his eyes and, seeing the concerned expression on his son's face, felt a bit better.
"Yes, I came straight here after getting off the plane," Chen Longtian replied.
"How are things in Hong Kong?" Chen Jiaxiang closed his eyes again and asked.
"I visited several companies; their terms are quite harsh," Chen Longtian replied.
