When He Hongming got home, he tossed his things on the table and went to see his father.
"Dad, guess who I ran into today?"
He Hongming couldn't wait to share the good news, but in contrast to his excitement, his father seemed perfectly calm.
"Who?"
Due to his heart condition, He Yixiong had been recuperating at home, passing the time by drinking tea, reading, and playing with his bird.
He was reading when He Hongming came in. After answering his son with a single word, He Yixiong didn't even look up, simply turning a page to continue reading.
He Hongming found his father's utter lack of concern amusing. 'If he knew who I was talking about, he definitely wouldn't be able to maintain this composure!'
"Dad, do you remember that young woman we met on the train? The one who saved you?"
