Xia Xing didn't ask for reasons. He didn't want to waste a single moment, "Dad, stay in the hospital with Mom. I'll go to the border with President Jiang."
Xia Yuzheng nodded gravely, but his silence was more eloquent than a thousand words.
**
In the Jiang Family's study, Jiang Xuan tossed his cellphone aside and his gaze fell on the laptop in front of him. Dong Mao was on the phone, swiftly preparing to head to the border.
Shen Jing came over with freshly brewed coffee, "President, you haven't closed your eyes all night."
Jiang Xuan had been in front of the computer all night, and Dong Mao had kept him company throughout.
The whole night, the situation was unpredictable both inside and outside the house, making Dong Mao's heart rise to his throat.
If that little ancestor was missing even a hair, his young master could flood the border.
Jiang Xuan took the coffee and sipped it, not replying, but continued to tap out a line of code on the keyboard.
