He looked at Wei Hanting and said with relief, "Luckily, Tingxue is an understanding person. If she really came here crying to plead for her dad, asking us to help save him, we wouldn't be able to have our engagement banquet tomorrow."
Wei Hanting nodded, "Yes."
He now increasingly liked Beitang Tingxue's personality, straightforward and decisive, without any unnecessary fuss.
Thinking back now on how Su Wanping always showed a face full of grievance, tears streaming down, he felt particularly fed up.
Su Wanping was lying in the intensive care unit, not yet awake.
The doctor said her brain waves were very active, so there was a great hope of her waking up.
But exactly when she would wake up, no one could say for sure.
Su Wanping was already in a very pitiful state, and he felt it was a bit unkind for him to think this way.
But he couldn't control it.
Only through comparison can gaps emerge.
