Tang Huai raised her eyes, slightly surprised at the man.
Coming with such forceful energy, is he looking for Yijun?
The aura he exuded all over was so imposing that Tang Huai felt oppressed.
Yijun is her nephew and has nothing to do with Gerry.
Yet Gerry approached her in a manner that suggested Yijun was his son and she was Yijun's nanny—
It was quite irksome.
Tang Huai said, "They went home."
Gerry raised his eyebrows, displeased, "Went home?"
"Yes." Tang Huai nodded.
Gerry: "Why did they go home so quickly?"
His aura was almost emperor-like, just short of saying, 'I haven't given permission yet.'
Tang Huai glanced at him, facing him was as speechless as facing Jing Xuan with amnesia.
"They've been in G City for a long time, Jiajia has to go back to work."
"She could leave Yijun behind."
"You're kidding, Yijun is Jiajia's life, wherever she goes, he goes too, how could she leave him behind?"
