บท 122: Tycoon Little Master

The next morning.

Shen Qianshu and Tong Hua woke up very early. Tong Hua expressed brief regret to the news that his ATM had left and that no one would foot the bill for him today.

He ate his breakfast deliciously as usual.

He was not, in the least, affected.

The men in black still protected both mother and son.

But somehow, it felt as if something was missing. It was not as lively as before.

Shen Qianshu and Tong Hua's flight back home was in the afternoon, and they had already visited all the places that they could visit. As they were not in a hurry to leave, both of them walked around the city aimlessly, took some pictures of sceneries, and ate a pound of barbecue before packing and heading to the airport.

The men in black sent both of them to the security checkpoint, and Tong Hua passed four boxes to them.

"These are presents for you guys."