Not only were Yu Duo and Yu Fei surprised to see Qi Kai, but even Yu Zetao and his wife, who were relatively familiar with him, were taken aback.
Qi Kai standing before them was still the same Qi Kai, neatly dressed and impeccably groomed, with a smile on his face seemingly unchanged. However, he appeared ten years older; the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were more apparent, and his temples were streaked with visible gray hair.
Yu Zetao distinctly remembered that when they met last month, Qi Kai didn't look this worn out.
"Old Qi, what's this about…"
Surprised, Yu Zetao instinctively asked.
Qi Kai clearly knew what he was inquiring about, and for a split second, his gaze flickered evasively. But he quickly recovered his smile, waved his hand, and said, "Oh, I've just been in poor health lately, so I might appear a bit out of sorts…"
"Are you ill? Is it serious?"
Yu Zetao quickly asked.
"It's nothing, it's all good now."
