When Xie Changning hung up on her, Han Yuanzhong's wife was absolutely livid.
She slammed the phone back onto the cradle and silently cursed Xie Changning, then went to find someone who could help her get her son transferred back.
Unfortunately, a transfer to Chuncheng meant Chuncheng called the shots.
If Chuncheng wouldn't release him, there was nothing they could do.
So, when she was seeing Han Jiu off at the train station, Han Yuanzhong's wife was crying uncontrollably. "When you get there, you have to take good care of yourself, you hear?"
"I know."
Han Jiu replied dismissively.
From his perspective, going to Chuncheng was actually a good thing. At least he wouldn't have to do as his father demanded, networking with certain people or getting close to some girl from the Art Troupe…
Thinking about it, Han Jiu was in a rather good mood.
At that thought, he impatiently turned to board the train. "Alright, this is far enough. I'm leaving."
