The reason she didn't come to Haicheng was to clean up the mess left by Jiang Zhaoying before. Unexpectedly, she finished her scenes in Haicheng first, so she was asked to come to Hong Kong.

"Jiang Yingchi!!"

From a distance, Jiang Yingchi stood there in a black trench coat, wearing sunglasses and holding a black umbrella. The moment Ning Qiluo saw him, she shouted his name to get his attention, and then rushed towards him.

How should Jiang Yingchi describe this feeling?

It was all worth it.

He slightly opened his arms to receive her embrace.

Ning Qiluo braked quickly within three seconds of rushing into his arms, barely touching his clothes, afraid that her momentum would be too great and she might knock him over.

Feeling a pang of disappointment, Jiang Yingchi reached out his hand to her.

Ning Qiluo thought he wanted to touch her, so she quickly took his arm. "I know you miss me too, and so do I. Luckily, I stopped the car in time, otherwise I would have been heartbroken if I had hit you."

Jiang Yingchi looked down at her.

The little girl was clinging to his arm, her face pressed against his arm, completely dependent on him.

He liked her like that.

But he hadn't had a proper look at her yet.

It had been a long time since he had seen her.

He cupped her chin with his fingertips and gently lifted it, forcing Ning Qiluo to tilt her head back and look at him through her sunglasses. Before he could speak, she spoke first: "Is it painful? I'm right in front of you, but you can't see me."

Jiang Yingchi smiled faintly and gently pinched the tip of her nose: "Why don't you ask how I'm recovering?"

He spoke to her in a tone like an elder, which made Ning Qiluo's calling him Uncle Jiang worthwhile.

Furthermore, Ning Qiluo was dressed in a way that made her look younger, like a little girl who hadn't reached adulthood, which made him appear even more like an elder.

Ning Qiluo reached out and touched his sunglasses, asking him before taking them off, "Is it okay?"

Jiang Yingchi smiled and acquiesced.

So Ning Qiluo took off his sunglasses, met his eyes that seemed to part the mist, and slowly traced his face with her gaze, a secret thought swirling in her mind.

She thought to herself: Her fiancé is really handsome.

Jiang Yingchi stared at her intently. The little face he had been longing for day and night was right in front of him. Her eyes were as beautiful as crescent moons. Her complexion had improved in the past few days, and she looked even more radiant.

In Ning Qiluo's view, that look in her eyes meant she hadn't recovered yet.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have kept staring at her with such an empty gaze.

Although he knew before he came, since he would definitely tell her as soon as his eyes recovered.

"What did the doctor say?"

Her words brought him back to his senses.

He didn't immediately admit that he could see again, wanting to wait and see what she would do under his nose when she thought he was blind.

"The doctor said I need to continue with the treatment," he replied.

As expected.

It will definitely take time to fully recover; it won't be quick. It seems her amnesia also took about six months to heal.

If Jiang Yingchi's blindness lasts this long, or even longer...

"What's wrong?" he asked her.

Ning Qiluo didn't say anything, but tried to comfort him, "You must not give up, you must cooperate with the treatment. Believe me, you will be able to see again."

"Why are you so sure?" Jiang Yingchi asked deliberately.

Without thinking, Ning Qiluo replied, "Because I will always be with you."