What the Boam Was Thinking

"Yes." Feng Sheng took out his belt and placed it on the sofa.

His posture was casual, and his answer was casual as well, as if he did not think this was a problem at all.

Jiang Haifeng was the only son of the Jiang family. He had been missing for more than a month, and the Jiang family only thought of searching for him now. It was already beyond his expectations.

However, it made sense.

Jiang Haifeng, the only son, was used to being willful. He had turned off his phone and disappeared several times, and no one in the Jiang family could find him.

He had been playing outside for a few months, and when he ran out of money, he came back on his own.

This time.

It was almost the end of the year, and Jiang Hai had yet to show up. The Jiang family was probably anxious.