Late at night, Ethan Qiao finally finished his gang affairs, and when he returned home, Julian Qiao was already asleep. The servant said that he got up at night to find something to eat, and then locked himself back in the room.
Ethan Qiao was worried about him, so he used the master's key to open the door and tiptoed into the room. In fact, there was no place in the Qiao family mansion that he could not go to as long as he wanted to, but because he respected his son's privacy, he never used the key to his room.
Ethan Qiao sat down beside the bed and quietly looked at his son's sleeping face. Julian Qiao had a sweet dream, his mouth slightly curled up, and he murmured in his sleep from time to time. His emotions fluctuated violently during this period, and he almost never showed such a relaxed and comfortable expression.
Ethan Qiao felt bitter. In reality, Julian Qiao was always unhappy, and only in his dreams could he feel comfortable for a moment.
It was his fault as a father.
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