From the entrance of the restaurant, Chaoming is already nervous, hesitant to even make a move. His breathing is ragged, his movements rigid. It has been a few weeks since he last contacted anyone in his family. His sudden disappearance pains and stresses out his sibling and they have no idea on how to contact him. He blocked their contacts and as much as possible kept his phone turned off to avoid anyone from tracking him. At one point, Chaoxiang went to his bar but since he found out about Suyin’s pregnancy, he never opened the bar.
When he enters the restaurant, he can see his father sticking out like a sore thumb with this terrible clothing choices. It’s not about his fashion style but more of him failing miserably at trying to fit in. No one run errands wearing designer clothes like him, especially considering that he will only talk to his son. Also, his aura terrifies his oldest son for some reason. Has he always been this intimidating?
“Father…”