Fang Lingwei sat in the wheelchair, draped in a long ginger-yellow down jacket.
Despite everything, her eyes remained as clear as ever.
Gu Xinzhou resembled her slightly.
Gu Xinzhou's features were more delicate and charming, with a slightly enchanting nose and lips, as if meticulously refined in a beauty salon.
Fang Lingwei appeared more imposing, her features inherited from Lan Baozhen, exuding the dignified grace of Eastern women.
From a distance, she looked toward Song Zhen and his wife, a faint worry emerging on her face.
"Mother-in-law is here."
Song Zhen whispered to Gu Xinzhou at her side.
Gu Xinzhou turned her head to see Lan Baozhen pushing Fang Lingwei out.
She hurried forward, "Mom, why are you here?"
Fang Lingwei held her daughter's hand, smiling gently, "I came to see the situation. After all, he is your father, I don't want to see anything happen to him."
Lan Baozhen was already crying her eyes out.
