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Lin Zhenbo's death had not yet been reported to Meifeng.
But Mr. Lin's death could not be revived.
Lin Zongquan was the first to call his grandson Lin Zhenghui, who was the favorite of the old man before his death.
Honestly, when Lin Zhenghui heard the news, he doubted whether his biological father was joking, "Dad, are you serious?"
"Come to the hospital for a bit. Let Caiting and the others come with you, and be careful!" Lin Zongquan said somberly.
"Alright, I'm on my way." Lin Zhenghui left Lin Wan'er's room, got dressed, and left.
"Honey, where are you going? It's two o'clock in the morning!" Lin Wan'er was having a good time with Lin Zhenghui.
Seeing how he looked now, it seemed like there was some emergency.
Otherwise, given his personality, he wouldn't stop until he had driven her to delirium.
"My grandpa passed away, and I need to go to the hospital. Xinyao, you three accompany me there."
