Ji Wei merely nodded lightly: "I know, tonight I'll keep vigil at the hospital with Dad."
When she told Mo Qian about this, Mo Qian was socializing outside, and through the phone, there was a faint sound of noise from the other end: "Alright, this side will probably end around nine. I'll hurry to the hospital to be with you, thank you, Weiwei."
"We're all family, saying thank you is unnecessary." Ji Wei said with a smile.
There was a sudden silence on the other end, and then a man's deep, magnetic voice came through: "...I love you."
At this moment Ji Wei was standing by the window of the hospital room, looking at the city lights gradually lighting up in the evening; the words 'I love you' entered her ears so clearly.
After moments of distraction, a charming curve formed at the corner of Ji Wei's lips, and her heart felt as sweet as if mixed with honey.
