I Wish I Could Make a Shrine and Offer Incense

He was still waiting outside after such a long time?

"I thought you went to the corporation." Su Yanyun hurriedly walked over and held onto Rong Linyi's hand.

Rong Linyi didn't look too good.

He looked gloomy.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Su Yanyun sat on his lap obediently and massaged his temples.

"I heard your mother crying?" Rong Linyi asked with a dark expression.

"Yes, she's a little emotional." Su Yanyun sighed. "Maybe it's the aftermath of the car accident?"

"The doctor said that?"

"Yes?"

"The doctor said that this is because of the aftereffects of the car accident?" Rong Linyi's voice was a little aggressive.

Su Yanyun was stunned. "No… my dear, what's wrong?"

Rong Linyi stood up with Su Yanyun in his arms.

"It's nothing. I just feel that your mother is very insensible," he replied.

"What?" Why do you say that?"