However, Jiang Ming knew very well in his heart that the reason why Beitang Ao always refused to call him dad was because of his self-blame and guilt.

Sending off Beitang Yaori, Jiang Ming stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the black car that disappeared into the road outside.

"Young Master."

Lu Chen, who had not spoken, frowned at this time.

"Why didn't you tell Emperor Shao about that just now?"

Jiang Ming had a usual light smile on his face: "What is it?"

"Not long ago, didn't we find some news about Young Master Jue?"

「……」

Lu Chen scratched his head, and his childish face was very puzzled.

These days, his young master Jiang Ming is very concerned about a man, and even sent someone to investigate all the private information of that man, and he is also very concerned about his whereabouts.

Jiang Ming is particularly interested in this man.

It is said that it should have something to do with the missing Young Master Jue, but why didn't the Young Master tell Beitang Yaori about this matter?

"What is that called Huo Shaoting, young master, aren't you very concerned? Why don't you tell Emperor Shao the news?"

"I don't want to disappoint them again until I find conclusive evidence."

Over the years, Beitang Yaori has more or less gotten news about Beitang Jue, but they are all disappointed.

Looking at the pain on his aunt Lin Nuanxi's face, Jiang Ming was reluctant to exert any more feelings of despair, unless, he was sure!

"Besides......"

At the bottom of Jiang Ming's beautiful eyes, a touch of gloom lingered.

has a perverse personality, ruthless and decisive, Huo Shaoting has a perverse, ruthless and decisive personality, and is a well-known black and white all-encompassing in the circle, and the road is very open.

Jiang Ming's brows furrowed more and more.

……

Moshan, Black Swan Castle.

The eldest son, Hokudo Xing, who is on piano world tour, returns, and Kitado Yaori is very comforted.

From childhood to adulthood, Beitang Xing is the most considerate and careful child, looking at his son's excellence, as a father, Beitang Yaori has an indescribable emotion.

"Dad, have you gone to see Mingming?"

"Hmm."

Beitang Xing brought over a cup of chrysanthemum tea that his mother had just brewed and put it in front of Beitang Yaori.

"I've been busy lately, and I don't have time to see them."

"Every time you tour, Mingming will watch it." Beitang Yaori took a sip of chrysanthemum tea: "How long will you stay at home this time?"

"I'm leaving the day after tomorrow, and I may still be in Australia when Wushuang comes back."

"Pay more attention to your body outside, you have me at home, don't worry."

"I see, Daddy."

Beitangxing nodded obediently, wanting to ask how his father and younger brother Xiaoao were doing recently, but from the faces of the two of them that had not changed for thousands of years, Beitangxing already knew the answer, and the only thing he could do was to smile helplessly.

In the evening, just after taking a shower, Beitangxing wiped his hair with a towel and stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window looking at the sea view outside.

On the beach of the back seaside garden, two figures made Beitangxing's gaze freeze.

Mommy and Dad......

"Whoa—"

The rich sea breeze blows, sandwiched in the smell of seaweed, lapping the sand.

Lin Nuanxi stood on the beach, looking at the endless sea in the distance, her starry eyes dim.

Beitang Yaori put on a party-style coat for her from behind.

"Bright Sun, when will the Lord come back?"

「……」

didn't know how to answer his wife's words, in the past fifteen years, he rarely saw Lin Nuanxi have a smile on his face.