"Dad, I don't want you to go. Actually, I have a small selfish thought. Sinian must really, really want to see Qian Qian. Since the two of them have already met, let them stay a little longer. Even if it's just for an hour."
Old Master was about to speak when Wen Lan's voice sounded again. "Sinian knows Qian Qian's situation better than us. He definitely won't let Qian Qian be agitated. He still knows his limits, right?"
The Old Master was finally convinced, but he still squeezed out three words. "He deserves it!"
… .
Shi Qian took a shower and felt the pain on the back of her hand disappear.
Fu Sinian sat on the sofa. Neither of them said anything. The atmosphere was indescribably oppressive and awkward.
She turned off the tap and tried to leave.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
Fu Sinian got up and opened the door. He took the first aid kit and locked the door.
Shi Qian frowned when she heard the lock.
