Pei Mojing drove away from the Mu Family's mansion, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth involuntarily.
Although Mu Zixuan hadn't accepted him, she had returned from abroad, and he had plenty of time to pursue her anew. Moreover, he could feel that she still loved him...
The car headed towards the hospital, where he was going to visit his father.
When Pei Mojing stepped into the ward, Pei Yucheng surprisingly wasn't unconscious. He lay on the hospital bed with his eyes open, seemingly lost in thought.
Upon hearing someone enter, he turned his head weakly to see who it was, and when he saw that it was Pei Mojing, a spark of light suddenly burst forth from the depths of his dim, gray eyes.
"Xiaojing..." his voice was husky.
Pei Mojing's heart tightened as he looked at the withered figure on the bed, and a wave of sentimentality enveloped him.
