When Father Lin heard the secretary's words, he turned around and was about to go to school.
The Secretary thought that he didn't believe it and was about to stop him when Father Lin pushed him away and laughed, "It's not that I don't believe it, I'm going to pick up my son. You've given me too much face!"
Before the secretary could come back to his senses, Father Lin, who had a look of disbelief on his face just a moment ago, had already walked to the door.
This speed... how happy must he be?
Before he left, he did not forget to instruct the butler to buy firecrackers and inform the elders to come for dinner. The whole family would celebrate together.
"Dad."
Father Lin did not go out, but Lin Haolin had already returned.
A youth dressed in casual clothes, with a cap on his head, gently lifted the cap and pushed down his flying bangs.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his every move carried a bit of a ruffian's aura.