Jiang Jingcheng was a little nervous with his legs shaking and pressed his lips together. In his view, his father was severe and serious. He thought his father was a great man and always showed respect to him even if his father didn’t spend much time with him during his growth.

He believed that his father was just like a tall and straight tree which would stand still forever.

“Dad, thank you.”

These abrupt words stunned both of them. Time seemed ...