If it hadn't been for Qin Hao this time, she wouldn't have known what to do, and it was hard to imagine what she would have had to face next.
Now that Mr. Lin had recovered, the happiest person was none other than Lin Luyao.
"Alright, let's go, your grandfather is getting anxious," Qin Hao stretched lazily.
He freshened up a bit, and since Lin Luyao's room had spare toiletries, he didn't need to look for new ones.
Then, under Lin Luyao's lead, they left the room and headed for the dining hall.
A private dining hall, where Qin Hao and the others arrived.
However, today there were far fewer people, just a few accompanying Mr. Lin, waiting for Qin Hao.
Over one night, Mr. Lin's vitality had restored considerably. He was full of energy and immediately showed a smile on his face when he saw Qin Hao and Lin Luyao appear.
The gazes of the others on Qin Hao were somewhat complex—some filled with gratitude, some rather profound, and some wary.
