When she was starving to death, she begged for food from an older brother, who then treated her like a treasure and raised her year after year.

Even his older brother Huo Jing would consider his future, risking his life to speculate in the black market, trying every means to save money for him, and helping him get identification, all so that one day he could pull him out of the hellhole and head towards freedom.

The feelings between the two were cultivated in a short period of time.

The mutual dependence and tacit understanding between them cannot be easily intruded upon.

Hearing Wen Mo's words, Luo Qingming felt both shocked and moved.

All the words I wanted to say came down to just three: "Thank you... Dad."

Wen Mo patted his head, persisting, "What do you mean 'dad'? You're my father."

Luo Qingming: "..."

childish.

Wen Mo said seriously, "If you want to stay in Hong Kong, that's not impossible."

Luo Qingming looked puzzled.

Wen Mo turned his head and glanced at his sleeping uncle. "Your mother and I plan to take your great-uncle back to the mainland to see a renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor. Your grandfather left your mother a lot of property in Hong Kong, and your great-uncle has been handling it all these years."

“His health is getting worse and worse, and someone has to take over these things.”

"My job is rather special, so I can't get involved in these things for the time being."

The best choice is Luo Qingming.

Luo Qingming asked, "What industry?"

Wen Mo said, "Gu Rong Foreign Firm."

Luo Qingming's pupils dilated instantly, and her mind went completely blank.

It took her a while to come to her senses. She looked at Wen Mo with a complicated expression and asked uncertainly, "You...you're not bragging, are you?"