It was night in Capital City, China.
The young man entered the code and opened his front door.
The lights were bright inside, and the lilting sound of a piano drifted out.
Song Yunxing stepped into the entryway carrying takeout.
"Father, I brought your favorite pastries, along with roast duck and baked flatbread."
The piano fell abruptly silent, and its lid closed.
The young man walked into the living room to find his father sitting ramrod straight on the piano bench in a suit.
"If I hadn't been away from the country for so long, with no one cleaning the villa, I wouldn't have come to your place." The man turned around, his expression impassive.
"I know. Let's eat dinner first." The young man sat cross-legged on a cushion and opened the takeout containers.
The man's eyes flickered, and he swallowed involuntarily.
He had always kept to a light diet. He had been eating bland Western food for years! He desperately missed the food back home!
"I remember, I remember this place's roast duck was your favorite. When I got out of school, you always took a detour to buy some, saying it was a reward for me, but you ended up eating more than I did." The young man was in a good mood, a smile tugging at his lips.
"How could a grown Alpha like me compare to a little brat like you?" Song Xiuwen snorted, took off his jacket, and rolled up his sleeves.
"I'm telling you, don't think you can butter me up. When I say no, I mean no!" Song Xiuwen snapped his chopsticks apart.
"Father, did you meet Shen Yanci?" The young man looked up. "He told me."
"That lunatic! Don't believe a single word he says! Do you understand?" Song Xiuwen could not