Madam Chen straightened up from Old Mister Chen's embrace and turned to her partner of over thirty years, displeased, she said, "Jingyi, have you become muddled too, I'm not sick, why should I see those charlatan tricksters, I'm not going, and you father and daughter shouldn't try to persuade me either."
Ni Peipei's attitude was very firm, and her tone also carried a hint of impatience.
Old Mister Chen Jingyi shook his head and smiled wryly, showing a helpless expression to his daughter sitting by the bed.
Qin Ruan stood at the door, looking at the family of three inside, each with different opinions, but the atmosphere was extremely warm. She raised her hand and knocked on the door.
The three Chens all looked up toward the outside of the door.
Ni Peipei saw the girl standing outside, emanating an aura of cold elegance, her pretty face sweet yet subtly enchanting. She looked at her with a smile, deepening the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
