In the evening, Zhou Jingxian finally came through the door. He looked exhausted, as if he hadn't rested well.
Shao Meiru got up from the sofa, "Finally, you're back!"
Zhou Jingxian took off his coat and handed it to Aunt Li, sighing, "I'll go upstairs to rest first."
Shao Meiru quickly stood up, grabbing his arm, "Wait, today Yaoyao and I have been worried sick about you, looking everywhere for news. And here you are, just wanting to go upstairs to rest as soon as you come in. What exactly is going on? You owe us an explanation, don't you think?"
At this moment, Zhou Xinyao also came down from upstairs and hurried over when she saw him.
"Dad, are you alright?"
Zhou Jingxian shook his head, "I'm fine."
"What exactly happened? Say something! Those people taking you away for a whole night without any explanation made us so anxious. There should at least be some explanation, right?" Shao Meiru crossed her arms, her tone not so good.
