Chapter 8 Heart Nourishing Pills_2

He turned to his son and said, "Ping'an, take your little brother out to play."

Xu Ji was not the spitting image of Han Shouzhen, but he was not lacking in looks either. With his delicate and elegant appearance, his faint smile carried a sense of unassuming nobility. If not for his pale complexion and lips, it would be difficult indeed for someone to associate him with congenital heart disease from his mild and pure gaze.

The child undoubtedly resembled his father, thought Lin Xiaoguai, no wonder Han Shouzhen nearly lost her mind over Xu Qian's death.

After the two children left to play, Han Shouzhen did not immediately speak. Her gaze lingered on the departing Xu Ji until his figure vanished, then with a distracted air, she said, "He's a good child, isn't he?"

"Yes," Lin Xiaoguai replied with a soft smile, "which is why no one can say for certain that he doesn't have a future until the very last moment."