Shen Ye gritted his teeth, a trace of hesitation and doubt flickered in his eyes, yet he did not respond to the person's words.
The person paused their steps a bit longer, exerting enough pressure and allowing time for Shen Ye before laughing softly and turning away.
By the time Shen Ye lifted his gaze, the person's figure had already vanished.
In his light blue eyes, a hint of pain and indecision flashed.
His eyes returned to the room where Shen Chonghai was waiting for surgery, also waiting for his son to help him.
At that moment, Shen Ye simply could not make any decision.
In the mansion, Lu Wanrong's face was full of worries.
Chen Qianmo knew she was still concerned about Shen Ye and said, "Mom, I'll go talk to Shen Ye."
"Forget it, Momo, you don't need to go either. I can't persuade Yeye, what can you do by going?" Lu Wanrong said anxiously, actually more worried about Shen Ye and Chen Qianmo becoming enemies.