Old Sir Fu sat in the chair silently for a long time before speaking slowly, "From the moment Fu Hengyi joined that unit, I prepared myself for a day like today, I always thought I was ready. Last year, when Fu Hengyi was critically injured, I knew I couldn't actually face it. Old Man Shen, I've already lost a son, I don't want to lose a grandson too! What if I had been more forceful back then and made him quit that unit, would we not have this situation today?"
Old Sir Shen didn't know how to comfort his old friend, who not only could lose his only grandson but also his only grandson-in-law. If something happened to Fu Hengyi, what Shen Qinglan would do, nobody knew.
Shen Qinglan locked herself in her room, not coming out even for dinner. At last, unable to bear it any longer, both old masters went to Shen Qinglan's door and gently knocked, "Lanlan, it's Grandpa, open the door."
