In the car, Chu Hao saw that Yi Zhengjun's complexion was poor, and his hair had turned somewhat white. As a father, he was heartbroken over his daughter's illness.
Chu Hao said, "Uncle, you haven't been sleeping enough recently. Please take care of your health."
Yi Zhengjun said with a bitter smile, "I know, but every time I think of Qinglian, I just can't find peace."
Chu Hao comforted him, "Don't worry. With me here, Qinglian will be safe."
Tang Mo rolled her eyes at him. It would be good enough if this guy didn't hurt Qinglian's feelings.
It was Chu Hao's first visit to the Imperial Capital, and he was dazzled by the sights. Although Anli City was considered a third-tier city, it was nothing compared to this first-tier metropolis.
This was the capital of a country with a population of over one billion.
Yi Zhengjun laughed and asked, "Ah-Hao, is this your first time in the Imperial Capital?"
"Yes, it's really big here."
