Meanwhile, in Haicheng.
Though Ye Zhantian was severely injured, he still sat in a wheelchair to visit Xiaofeng.
Xiaofeng, seeing his father wounded like this, felt extremely guilty and cried as he apologized, "Daddy, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for not listening, and that's why you got hurt."
"My son, you don't need to always be obedient," Ye Zhantian said gently as he caressed Xiaofeng's little head, "As your father, my role is to protect you, so don't blame yourself. You just wanted to see your mom; you did nothing wrong."
Speaking of mom, his gaze dimmed for a moment. Having just seen from a video how close Nan Zhifeng and Di Lingzhi were, his heart ached again.
He had always thought he wouldn't be affected by her anymore, but time and again, he had been wrong…
No matter what happened, no matter how much time passed, her name, her face, her figure, her presence, it all still affected his emotions.
