Tang Huai looked up, slightly surprised at this man.
Coming in so aggressively, was he here for Yijun?
The arrogance emanating from him made Tang Huai feel a sense of oppression.
Yijun was her nephew and had nothing to do with Gerry.
Yet Gerry adopted an attitude as if Yijun were his son and she was Yijun's nanny to ask her—
Quite unpleasant.
Tang Huai said, "They went home."
Gerry raised an eyebrow, unhappy: "Went home?"
"Hmm." Tang Huai nodded.
Gerry: "Why did they go home so quickly?"
His aura like that of an emperor, almost saying, 'I haven't allowed it yet.'
Tang Huai glanced at him, dealing with him was as speechless as dealing with the amnesiac Jing Xuan.
"They've been in G City for a long time, Jiajia has to return to work."
"She could leave Yijun here."
"You're kidding, Yijun is Jiajia's life, wherever she goes, she takes him with her. How could she leave him?"
