Qin Xuelian had dreamt of this many times over the past year. However, she never believed that this day would come.
"Zheng, Zhengzhi..." Qin Xuelian murmured to herself as she stood rooted to the ground.
On the second floor, Fang Houde couldn't believe his eyes either. His face was contorted.
He too was rooted to his spot.
This was impossible.
"Zhengzhi is back?" Fang Houde clenched his fists instinctively, "No, you are not my son! My son does not look like this! Who are you? How dare you impersonate my son? Go, go away!"
Fang Houde roared.
Fang Zhengzhi watched Fang Houde quietly. His father had aged a lot over the past year.
"Father!"
"Go away!"
"Yes, go away! You are not our son, our son would never come back... please, just leave!" Qin Xuelian's body was shaking. Her legs turned to jelly and she crumpled to the ground.
