The morning light spreads on the earth, and there is no sound.

Zhao Sen sorted out his clothes, carried the box, and stood in the small courtyard surrounded by mist.

Grandma kept stuffing the smoked chicken into Zhao Sen's bag.

"Asen, you have to listen to your father when you go back, you know?" Grandma was a little reluctant.

Zhao Sen nodded, and behind him, the driver Lao Liu took Zhao Sen's luggage and put it on a modified BMW, in front of which was a black Ferrari.

"Grandma, I'm leaving, don't work too hard." Zhao Sen held his grandmother's hand and suddenly wanted to cry.

Grandma touched Zhao Sen's head, "Ah Sen, what's uncomfortable, if Ah Sen is tired, you can come to grandma..."

Zhao Sen clenched his grandmother's hand, he knew that from this moment on, he would leave this small harbor and go back to the sea that belonged to him.

"Don't be upset, go home early to meet your father."

Grandma smiled.

"Grandma, don't work too hard." Zhao Sen looked at his grandmother, and his heart tightened again.

What should be separated, will still be separated.

The car drove slowly, and Zhao Sen looked at the small courtyard that was getting farther and farther away from him, and his heart ached.

He won't let his grandmother get hurt, and he won't let Lan Qingqing entangle himself.

As long as you avoid Lan Qingqing, grandma will be fine.

However, this is still a few years before the time of grandma's accident, thinking of this, Zhao Sen smiled with relief.

A day later, Zhao Sen returned to Jingling City.

Ferrari drove into the Zhao family's mansion, and on both sides of the garden, the servants were uniformly dressed and holding flowers to welcome Zhao Sen home.

Zhao Sen looked at the familiar home, and a trace of sadness welled up in his heart, but he was quickly diluted by joy.

Because, he saw his father Zhao Bing.

At this time, his father was sitting on the sofa in the front hall reading the newspaper and waiting for Zhao Sen.

"Master, the eldest young master is back." The maid Feng Yin happily greeted her and took the luggage in Zhao Sen's hand.

Zhao Bing raised his head, he looked at Zhao Sen, his eyes were full of longing, "Xiao Sen..."

"Dad!" Zhao Sen couldn't help but scream, and an unspeakable feeling surged in his heart again.

Zhao Bing's heart moved, he suddenly felt that Zhao Sen was like a different person, when he saw him before, he didn't care to say hello, and then went upstairs, but now Zhao Sen looks like a little animal who lacks care.

Zhao Sen walked over and sat beside Zhao Bing, "Dad, are you okay lately?" ”

Zhao Bing put down the newspaper and touched Zhao Sen's head, "Dad is fine, is Ah Sen having fun at grandma's house?" ”

Zhao Sen nodded, "I'm very happy, it's just that I want to come back early to see my father..."

Zhao Bing's nose was a little sour, these words, Zhao Sen has never expressed to him, Zhao Sen has not had a mother since he was a child, and has become very rebellious, but now Zhao Sen is very different from before, becoming docile and well-behaved.

Feng Yin on the side walked over, and she brought two glasses of juice, "Young Master, this is your favorite pomegranate juice." ”

Zhao Sen picked up the pomegranate juice, he suddenly remembered something, and then put it down again.

"The young master doesn't like to drink?" Feng Yin was a little curious, because on weekdays, Zhao Sen didn't like to eat fruits, but liked to drink juice.

"Nope." Zhao Sen shook his head, he looked at Zhao Bing, "Dad, I want to learn sanda." ”

Zhao Bing was stunned, a little surprised, "Sanda? Someone bullied you? "In my impression, Zhao Sen doesn't like sports, is there something to hide from him?

Zhao Sen nodded, "Dad, I want to sign up for a sanda class to keep fit." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Bing nodded with satisfaction, he also thought that Zhao Sen was being bullied, these days, because of the group's various affairs and the absorption of game talents, he was very busy, and his nerves were tense.