Xu Rongfei had been lying in the hospital for two days now. Both Xu Ruolan and Xu Xiaoqing were worried sick. Even though Ning Fan assured them that Xu Rongfei was not gravely injured, her prolonged unconsciousness still made them uneasy.
Ning Fan didn't share the specifics of what had happened, and Xu Ruolan, being a clever woman, refrained from asking further questions. However, she had already begun to form her own suspicions in her heart.
Situ Qingfeng had vanished—completely. The man, who had arrived with such force and arrogance, had now erased all traces of himself from Zhonghai. Xu Ruolan instinctively connected this disappearance to Situ Qingfeng.
Noticing the fleeting emotion in Xu Rongfei's eyes as she looked at Ning Fan, Xu Ruolan sighed softly to herself. She had keenly caught onto it.
"Aunt, how are you feeling?"
Xu Ruolan approached, her concern prompting Xu Rongfei to withdraw her gaze.
"It's nothing serious. I should be discharged soon."
