"What are you up to, you grown-ups."
Unable to contain his excitement, Martial Saint hugged his mother who had come from afar, ignoring the public setting.
A few months ago, Jiang Chen had already returned to Sha City to attend Tie Jun's wedding, and he had visited Bashu with Tanki Liuli. This time, however, it was his mother's first time leaving the village, which was highly significant.
Jiang Chen followed behind, with a warm and humble smile, sitting in a Rolls-Royce worth several million, as if he was following Lan Peizhi when they hurriedly knocked on the door back then.
"Father, Mother, welcome to the East Sea."
Wu Guangjiang reached out his hand, "Jiang, thanks for taking the trouble."
Jiang Chen froze for a moment and then cooperatively extended his hand.
The two hands shook firmly, and Wu Guangjiang shook with the demeanor of a superior meeting a subordinate.
