Jiang Ying Yue released a heavy sigh. Her usually stoic expression due to her bodyguard training cracked and revealed weariness. "Hui—I mean, Long Hui's call went pretty well. At least, that's what I think. The problem started when the video call ended and Little Jun couldn't see his dad's face on the phone anymore. My son started crying. Even I was surprised at how hard he was crying so I tried calling Long Hui again but I couldn't connect at all. Ketch—I mean, the uh, the nanny told me that Long Hui turned off, I mean, he must've turned off his phone right after the call. That's when Little Jun began throwing a tantrum. He was screaming 'dada, dada' at the top of his lungs."
"Our poor Junie boy!" Dom exclaimed.
