Sir Mu merely let out a soft sigh upon hearing news of Wei Lingyu.
He looked at Lady Mu on the hospital bed, holding her hand tightly.
"How are the preparations coming along?"
"Everything is prepared according to your requests, haven't I shown you the videos of it all?"
"You must hurry. Once everything is ready, I can attend. If it takes too long, I'm afraid I won't hold on and might ruin their good fortune."
"What are you talking about? Aren't you doing well now? Don't overthink it; just focus on getting better with peace of mind."
"Does Qingqing still refuse to see me?"
"No, it's not that. She's just too busy."
"I know she doesn't want to see me. She's afraid I'll make unreasonable demands, exploiting my old age. And in my current state, I won't last much longer."
Lin Ziqing stood outside, listening to Lady Mu's words, looking desolate.
She still remembered the first time she met Lady Mu. Although she didn't seem easy to get along with, she was by no means a harsh person.
