Looking at Murong Qinglan sleeping, Tang Feng felt a deep pain. All along, she had maintained a strong facade by his side, but only now did he understand the hardships of his aunt.
Only when he truly considered someone else's perspective did he understand its significance.
Mu Qingwan quietly stayed by his side, feeling somewhat envious of Murong Qinglan. She wondered if the young man would feel the same pain if she were in that situation.
"Sister, I entrust my aunt's matters to you. I will repay the money later, I currently need the twenty million," Tang Feng said seriously.
"No worries, I'm not in a rush for it," Mu Qingwan almost blurted out that everything he had was already hers anyways, but she managed to hold back.
The environment was not right, still rather conservative.
"From the sound of it, are you planning to be discharged?" Mu Qingwan looked at Tang Feng. She hoped her guess was wrong, as Tang Feng looked extremely weak.
