The Xiang family's business car also drove out of the Xiang Mansion.
Inside the car, Lan Junsi nestled in Bingqing's arms, continuously complaining about the cold.
"Please drive to the nearest seaside from here! Be quick." Bingqing said to the driver.
The driver pressed the gas pedal harder, heading towards the seaside!
Xiang Yimo tightly held his mother's hand. Knowing that Bingqing was his uncle, he naturally resolved the previous misunderstanding he had with him.
However, to address someone he was previously a stranger to and such a young, handsome man as uncle was indeed quite difficult. Xiang Yimo tried several times and finally managed to speak: "Uncle, may I ask, is my mother's current situation really hopeless?"
Zhong Lingling, sitting beside him, vigorously nodded, indicating she had the same question as Xiang Yimo.
