Huangfu Jue flipped through the materials handed over to him, his face showing little expression. He closed the materials and handed them back to Will as he stood up from the sofa.
"It's time to go running."
The little guy immediately grabbed his towel and slung it over his shoulder.
"Let's go!"
Father and son descended the steps together, stretched on the grass, and then began to jog across the field at a slow pace.
Of course, to accommodate his son's short legs, Huangfu Jue ran very slowly.
Watching from the floor-to-ceiling window, as the figures of the father and son grew distant, Will's lips curled up slightly.
Upstairs.
Gan Yuan climbed out of bed, didn't see Huangfu Jue, draped on a garment, walked to the window, pulled back the curtains, and saw two figures—one large, one small—heading toward the garden.