An Ingrate Indeed

Wang Taihong glanced at Han Zhuoli. He thought about it and decided that they might as well stay.

If they could interact more with Han Zhuoli and pull their relationship closer, there would be many benefits for them.

Wang Taihong prepared to say that they would not be leaving anymore and that would stay in the country often in the future.

Yet before he could say that, Wang Juhuai said, "This time, when you both came over, it's just to see whether Qingwei and the child are well. Both of them are doing very well, so the two of you can put your hearts at ease. Jugu's family needs your care and concern even more, so you both should go back tonight."

"What do you mean by this?" Lu Wenqing was unhappy. "We came all the way here and took a ten-hour-plus flight to come. We barely took a look at Yijun and you want to chase us away already?"