Lin Yuying was slumped on the ground, her mind only thinking of one person.
Lin Siqing, Lin Siqing, where exactly are you?
Meanwhile.
Lin Siqing was sitting in a restaurant.
Sitting opposite him was a couple who had just entered, looking both apprehensive and restrained, yet with a tinge of excitement, gazing at Lin Siqing with smiles on their faces.
Lin Siqing remained silent, making them even more nervous, hesitating to make a sound.
Lin Siqing was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, appearing quite formal.
The couple opposite looked much more disheveled.
The man was wearing a work uniform that appeared factory-style, while the woman was dressed in a turtleneck sweater, covered by a fake wool jacket, with hair graying and hands stained perpetually black, unmistakably showing they were lifelong laborers.
The woman's eyes were fixed on Lin Siqing, seemingly so excited she was at a loss for words.
This couple was Lin Siqing's biological parents.
