Chapter 16

Long Haochen threw himself into Long Xingyu’s arms, and Long Xingyu’s body stiffened noticeably. As a young child, Long Haochen was extremely sensitive to people’s emotions. He tilted his head, his little mind filled with confusion. Did his father not like him? Every time he jumped into his grandfather’s arms, no matter how busy his grandfather was, he would immediately hug him, kiss him, and lift him high into the air. His grandfather would also find him plenty of delicious things to eat; he would never treat him with such cold indifference like this father did. Perhaps his father was just not used to him because they had only just met? "Father, Haochen is very easy to raise. I don't eat much; a small bowl of rice is enough." Long Haochen used his palms to gesture the size of a bowl. He thought that perhaps his father was worried he ate too much and couldn't afford to raise him, which was why he was so cold. Brother Jiang Hu once said that every time his father scolded him, he complained that he ate too much and the family could barely afford to keep him. Yes, that was it—the old saying went: "a growing boy eats his father out of house and home."