Huo Qidong's slightly pale face revealed a calculating smile.
"Yancheng, I'll leave it to you, but whether you can mobilize these core members of the Huo Family depends on your own ability."
At this point, Bao Yancheng understood in his heart.
Even if Huo Qidong acknowledged him as a son-in-law of the Huo Family, Wen Wanzi was still the rightful heir.
No matter how capable he was, he couldn't completely overstep.
Wen Wanzi was still deep in thought, unconsciously curling up in Bao Yancheng's lap.
The soft hair on the top of her head brushed against the man's chin, yet she was oblivious to his discomfort behind her.
Knock, knock—
A knock on the door shattered the silence, followed by a nurse's voice from outside the ward.
"Mr. Huo, time for rounds."
Huo Qidong replied, "Just a moment."
The middle-aged man leaned closer to the phone screen, his expression a bit worried but serious as he instructed.