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Due to time constraints, Chen De could not stay any longer and had to return to the hospital. Since he had pretty much said all that he wanted to say, he stood up and bade farewell. Cheng Anya, who had something to say, was about to speak when she stopped and watched him leave.

While Chen De and Ye Zhenhua were of the same age, the former seemed much older than the latter. Although one could see how handsome he was when he was younger, she was the third person, after her father and Ning Ning, to be related to him by blood.

Cheng Anya was slightly disappointed. As she and Chen De had their own stands, it just did not work out. Perhaps they would never meet again.

After he saw Chen De leave, Third Young Master Ye then came over. When he saw Cheng Anya feeling a little bad, he smiled and gently massaged her head. "Dear Anya, smile." His gaze was pampering.