Lin Ye and Chen Xi gently nodded towards Cheng Ana and Lin Qiao. Cheng Ana was very fond of Chen Xi so there was no awkwardness between them when they met. Lin Qiao was also used to Chen Xi too and it came as a relief to Lin Ye.
Lin Mufan still had pipes hooked in and out of him. His monitor was beeping, the sound creating a tense environment inside the room.
Lin Qiao's eyes never once left his father's pale face. They had been through a lot when they were still young and Lin Qiao remembered that Lin Mufan had always been astute and regal. When did he get so old? Lin Qiao did not know.
Lin Mufan's wrinkles became more profound as he lay there. The dark bags under his eyes and the pale face was all it took for Lin Qiao's heart to shake.
Ever since the incident back then, the two of them had seen each other a countable number of times but those times could not exceed a single fist.
