Shen Xianyu looked at Huo Xiong and said in a soft voice, "Jingyan is back."
Huo Xiong instinctively looked up, but what came into his view was only the figure of Huo Jingyan alone.
His tone became anxious, "Jingyan, where's your brother?"
Huo Jingyan shrugged his shoulders, "Who knows where he went. I looked around in the living room but didn't see him."
The worry that had briefly left Huo Xiong's face returned even stronger than before.
Huo Jingyan came over to sit beside Shen Xianyu and looked up at Huo Xiong, "Dad, but I heard from Uncle Wei that his assistant has delivered the gift. Have you opened it to see?"
"I have," replied Huo Xiong somberly, his tense expression slightly eased, "It's a painting from the Ming Dynasty."
Right after Xu Shuo delivered the gift, he couldn't wait to have Shen Xianyu open it.
He did indeed love collecting ancient paintings, and this gift was certainly in line with his interests.
