Soon, Tan Long and the others found Su Xiaobei's mother in the neighboring hospital room.
Su Wentian, trembling, came to the bedside of the woman he had longed for day and night.
The wrinkled hand gently caressed the face that, though somewhat aged, still bore an undeniable charm.
"Feng Yun, I'm back, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry…!"
This business tycoon, who once commanded great power and respect, couldn't hold back his tears any longer.
"Wentian, I've finally waited for you to come back. I missed you so much." Feng Yun hugged Su Wentian tightly, unable to contain her tears any longer.
All the years of longing for Su Wentian, the grievances she had harbored, suddenly burst forth.
"Go, spend time with your parents." Lin Chen patted the equally tearful Su Xiaobei on the side and closed the door.
"Zhao Xiaohua, come here for a sec." Lin Chen led Zhao Xiaohua to the hospital corridor.
