Son?
Nan Yuan looked at one, then the other, and his shock grew.
Wasn't it said that Uncle Qi had passed away and been missing for over thirty years?
"Let's go, let's talk outside."
Taking advantage of Nan Yuan's momentary daze, Qi Hongwen led him away.
As soon as Qi Hongwen left, Fan Xuesong slipped into Fu Rongyin's room.
"Ah Yin, how are you feeling? Is there anywhere else that's uncomfortable?"
Fan Xuesong stared at the bandage on his head, eyes tinged with distress, "It's not that Mom doesn't want to see you, it's him... Right, Ah Yin, do you know who the person that just left was?"
Ever since she entered his hospital room, Fu Rongyin had been giving off an air of cold disdain, yet Fan Xuesong was oblivious, continuing to cling to him.
Seeing that Fu Rongyin remained silent, she went on, "No matter who he is, we must cut ties with this man with an unclear background, understand?"
"Are you finished?" Fu Rongyin asked coldly.
