Lin Shiming looked at Shi Qiuran.
She was wearing coffee-colored pants and a gray short-sleeved shirt. She was so thin that her clothes felt empty.
It reminded him of the first time he saw Shi Qiuran.
Shi Qiuran's looks were not inferior to Su Youwei's. In fact, she was even better-looking than Su Youwei.
"You're out of the hospital?" Lin Shiming blurted. Then he felt a little embarrassed.
"Mom, why are you out here?" Shi Qian quickly walked towards Shi Qiuran and held her arm. "Don't worry about it. I'll handle it. Go in first."
"Mom is fine. Don't worry," Shi Qiuran comforted Shi Qian softly.
The old master also came to the door and looked at Lin Shiming coldly. "Since you're here, come in and talk."
He was worried that Shi Qian's mother would be too tired standing here.
Shi Qian helped her mother back to the living room. Fu Sinian looked at Lin Shiming with a slight frown.
