Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!-Chapter 711: After So Many Years, Still Haven’t Given Up

Turning around, she comes to the table in the room, picks up a photo frame, and gently strokes the face of the person in the photo with her fingers, her eyes filled with grief.

Ling Haoyu stands by silently, not disturbing her. In the photo, a four-year-old girl with her hair casually draped over her shoulders is wearing a pink princess dress, sitting on a swing with a bright smile.

No one knows how long they stood like this, but it was clear to see the mother’s shoulders shaking. He steps forward and places a hand on her shoulder, "Mom, it’s been so many years, and you still haven’t let go."

The woman wipes the tears from the corners of her eyes and replies, "Aren’t you the same? You run out every year. Do you think Mom doesn’t know what you’re up to?"

Lightly pressing his lips together, he doesn’t refute her... Yes, not just her, he too hasn’t let go.

Lowering his head, he glances at the girl’s face in the photo, overlapping it with someone in his mind. For a moment, he thought about telling his mother about it, but on second thought, he decided not to, to avoid another disappointment.

"If this child were still here, she’d be 24 today." Reaching out, he repeatedly, tirelessly strokes the photo, his eyes filling with mist once more.

"Mom, she disappeared in Hua Country. According to their time, it’s past midnight; it shouldn’t be today, but yesterday."

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Time is quickly approaching May, with less than three months left until the wedding. Ye Xinluo has also started to get busy, choosing the wedding dress, writing invitation cards, selecting wedding favors, bustling around all day long.

Today is Qin Yin’s discharge day. Since Beichen Rui plans to have the wedding dress custom-made overseas, Ye Xinluo was held up early in the morning by people coming to take her measurements.

Therefore, Mo Han went alone to the hospital where Qin Yin was.

After a few days of rest, her complexion was noticeably better than before. Seeing him, she didn’t stop the motion of organizing things with her hands, "Assistant Mo, why did you come over?"

Mo Han places the fruit he bought on the cabinet and replies, "Isn’t today the discharge day? I came to see if there’s anything I can help with."

"Actually, you really don’t have to..."

The words "come over" weren’t yet finished before the door to the ward was forcefully pushed open from the outside, startling her and making her actions freeze.

A ruffian-looking man, with bandages on the fingers of his left hand, enters boldly with a few of his men.

Ignoring the gaze from the person in the next bed, they go straight to Qin Yin, "Yo, I was wondering why I couldn’t find you these past few days. Turns out you ran off to here..."

Seeing Qin Yin, he gets angry instantly. The other day when he went to her for money, he somehow provoked someone and a few days later, a group of fierce people confronted him, and without a word, chopped off two fingers on his left hand.

Just thinking about it makes him feel unlucky. His tone becomes quite unpleasant, "Have you been keeping a pretty boy?"

His eyes sweep over Mo Han, then back at Qin Yin, and he spits on the floor, "You said ten days last time. It’s been way longer. Shouldn’t you give me the money by now?"

Hearing his words, Qin Yin subconsciously presses her lips together, puts down the things in her hands, walks around the hospital bed, and stands before the man, "Can we talk outside? This is a hospital ward, and we might disturb others resting."