Western Fourth Ring Road.
"301 Hospital".
Having just eaten, Shi Zhenhua leaned back on the hospital bed. His patient attire lent him an air of frailty, but his spirits were high.
"I haven't slept that well in a long time."
In the ward was only one woman. She stood by the window, arms folded, blocking the view of the setting sun outside.
"You could have slept even longer."
Shi Zhenhua looked at her and lightly chuckled, "I can rest easy with you here."
The woman did not speak.
"MeiLing, to tell you the truth, I was really moved when the first thing I saw upon waking up was you."
Meng Meiling's expression was indifferent: "I just don't want Qian Qian to resent her mother."
Shi Zhenhua laughed quietly to himself.
After sharing a lifetime together, there was nothing left undiscovered about each other's characters.
He shifted his pillow, wedging it under his waist, finding a more comfortable position.
"With you staying at the hospital, is Qian Qian managing the company?"
