Since getting that call from his son, Shen Mingquan hadn't left the county transportation depot, even though his shift was over. His brother-in-law might not understand, but how could he not know what kind of character that little rascal of his was?
Ever since he was a kid, that boy had been incredibly cunning, more scheming than the rest of the family put together. If he was just coming back to finish high school, as his brother-in-law had claimed, who in their right mind would believe it?
Recalling what the little rascal had said during their phone call, Shen Mingquan mulled it over. The more he thought, the more certain he became: his son's return had everything to do with that girl, Changqing.
'But what exactly was going on?'
He wracked his brain, but he couldn't make heads or tails of it.
