"Put away your wretched gaze," Fu Sinian reminded him coldly.
"If I'm wretched, then what about your posture just now, Young Master Fu?" With that said, he even made a move.
"You have to be considered a hooligan, right?"
Fu Sinian's face instantly darkened.
"How is the old man? Was he agitated?" Fu Sinian changed the subject.
"At the moment, there are no problems. Then we'll go according to plan."
"Okay!" Fu Sinian nodded.
Bai Jianshen walked out and opened the door.
The old man was still guarding the door.
"Jian Shen, how's Sinian? Has he really woken up? Am I blind?" Old Master Fu was still in disbelief.
"Old Master, you can go and see Young Master Fu now." Bai Jianshen helped Old Master Fu in.
"Sinian." Old Master Fu came to the bed and held Fu Sinian's hand. He asked with concern, "How do you feel now?"
"I'm fine."
