A Graduation Gift

G City, international airport.

Black leather shoes clicked on the floor, as a tall figure in black cut his way through the swarming crowds.

He stopped and leaned his angular face to the side. His expression was hidden by dark, expensive-looking sunglasses. Despite the pushing crowds, a stream of space remained around where he stood.

A black stretch Lincoln was waiting at the gate of the airport. As soon as he stepped outside, he was surrounded by a group of imposing men in smartly pressed black suits. They turned to him and bowed their heads in respect.

"Welcome back, boss."

The tallest of the men stepped forward, gesturing to the man and speaking in a clear, low voice.

The figure remained silent, but his thin sculpted lips pursed and lifted into slow, crooked smile. Slender fingers took the sunglasses from his face. And underneath them, his eyes held a frightening, challenging depth.

After ten years, he was finally back. The city was both strange and familiar to him. As the figure strode towards the car under the protecting of his guards, his eyes roamed around. And his lips pressed again into a thin smile. Something about him made the people walking past unable to look at anything but him, until he turned his gaze to them and they hastily scurried away.

He, Rufus Luo, was finally back.

In Tang house, Jill sat in the quiet living room, gently sipping a cup of cosmetic tea.

Meanwhile, Horace paced back and forth across the floor, contstantly checking the phone gripped tightly in his hand.

To anyone looking through the window, the scene from last night might not have happened. The house seemed still.

her after that. On the first night in Tang house, she slept peacefully. All she wanted now was calm, and stability. That

down the stairs, she was surprised by the stillness in the living room. 'In the Tang family, I should be a

Mother and

her way, Jill snorted derisively. She was always not satisfied with this daughter-in-law. From the slight nod that Horace gave

she felt a tension in the air. And she tried not to let her nervousness show. Curious though she was, Cassandra knew better than to ask if anything was wrong. In any case,

to Lionel, and tell

that Horace had been speaking to her. She turned to look at him. Why would he ask her to call

why do you want him to come back? You think he should be

and Cassandra saw a look of disgust flash across

what? A dirty

innocently. Was the person they were referring to...Could it be that Horace had

not speak of him in this manner. Why should Lionel not be

she had heard.

Jill to call someone of his age and position something

of this person had sparked her interest. She had known that the Tang family had a complex and difficult dynamic, but to find

ring of Horace's phone. Horace's face transformed into a joyful smile. He placed it to his ear and

my son! Have you arrived yet? I'll come and collect

cell phone and waved to the servants of the Tang family. They arranged themselves in a neat, practiced row and inclined their heads

with me to