Xia Wenmo didn't know why Xia Wenjue was touched by something and wanted to make Lu Zhaozhao's matter public.
However, that wasn't important. What mattered was that his precious little sister was coming back to the Xia Family.
"Okay, I got it. I'll take care of things at home."
"Mm."
...
At noon, inside the hospital room.
Xia Wenjue arrived belatedly, his gaze swept over the people in the room before he entered.
"Lao Si is at the training base for trainees, and I guess his phone must have been confiscated, so he hasn't come yet," Xia Wenmo said slowly as he glanced at Xia Wenjue who had just walked in.
Normally, Mr. and Mrs. Xia, Wen Qingyu and Xia Nie, would often go out to paint and were hardly ever at home. The eldest, Xia Wenjue, and the second, Xia Wenqing, were both typical workaholics, the third was obsessed with creation and rarely made public appearances, and the youngest, Xia Wenyan, was busy being a trainee, with little time to come home.