Xia Lan sensed several envious glances.
Ignoring their stares, the butler led them to a room.
After gently knocking on the door, I gently pushed it open.
"Master, the eldest young master has arrived."
Xia Lan followed them into the room and saw a bed.
An elderly man was lying on the bed, receiving oxygen through a tube.
Although his face was old, it did bear a striking resemblance to Qin Jun and Qin Yu.
"You've come..."
Upon hearing the sound, the old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Qin Jun and Qin Yu.
The butler stepped forward and helped the old man sit up. When he saw Qin Mo, a light flashed in the old man's eyes.
“I didn’t know you were stranded outside. I’m sorry, it’s my fault. I didn’t know your mother was pregnant with you at the time.”
The old man turned his gaze back to Qin Jun, took a photo from the bedside table, and handed it to Qin Jun.
Qin Jun was stunned for a moment, then looked at the woman in the photo. She was wearing a cheongsam and standing next to the old man.
She was so dignified and elegant, with a resolute look in her eyes.
"Your mother and I met on the battlefield. She was a young lady in distress, and I was a soldier charging into battle."
"In those days, there weren't so many formalities. We simply exchanged tokens of affection, and that was considered a marriage."
"Everything was going well until a blank bomb ruined that happy life."
"I was buying rice outside when there was a sudden loud bang, and I was knocked unconscious."
"When I woke up, everything had turned to ashes. Our home was gone."
“I searched for a long time but couldn’t find your mother. I thought she was gone…”
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