Seeing the dark look on the head of the household's face, the butler carefully withdrew from the room.
The head of Puer's household stood by the window, gazing at the turbulent sea in the distance with nostalgia in his eyes.
He had no regrets about giving up A Chen back then. It had merely been a romantic encounter between two adults.
That was why he had not set foot in his homeland for years.
When he left, he had smiled as he said goodbye to her, wishing her a smooth life and a happy marriage.
As for now...
His fingers rubbed the prayer beads in his hand, and a trace of complicated emotion flickered through his aged eyes.
He still had no regrets, really. After all, he had been unable to protect himself back then, like a cub surrounded by wolves. Exposing her would only have gotten her torn to pieces.
He simply had not expected her to leave him a child.
The old man, who had long since severed all romantic attachments, had been thrown off balance by this child's sudden appearance.
Without even knowing whether the child was a boy or a girl, searching was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
"A Chen, I don't even know your surname. How am I supposed to find the child you left behind?"
His murmured words soon dissipated in the enormous room.
The head of the household, who had not left his room for several days, was dressed in a surprisingly youthful outfit.
He wore a white shirt, black shorts, and round black sunglasses. His salt-and-pepper hair was slicked straight back, apparently held in place with styling cream.
His only accessory was a very old-fashioned wristwatch.
The bodyguards were all surprised, but fortunately, their expressions were hidden behind their