Old Mr. Qin is indeed very old, over eighty years old, and in two years he will be 90. His hair is completely white, but he doesn't have too many wrinkles on his face, nor is his age spots too heavy. His hearing is a bit impaired, so Kang Chen deliberately raised his voice a little when speaking.
Kang Chen had only seen this retired old prime minister when he was a child, brought by the old man to a New Year tea party hosted by the government.
Old Mr. Qin seemed to be in good spirits, no longer carrying the arrogance of a person in power. He looked like just an ordinary old man, his gaze kind to everyone. He looked at Kang Chen and then at Ming Mei, smiling, "Oh... you're the Kang family's child, I remember... when you were little, I think... I saw you once, and here you are, all grown up and married, very good... it's good to start a family young... come, sit down... sit down, no need to stand..."
Kang Chen held Ming Mei's hand and sat down.
