Yan Ye was always the kind of person who would insist on doing what others told him not to do.
After Ji Fan left, Yan Ye passed on the matter.
Investigating someone in A Country wasn't too difficult for Yan Ye.
After passing on the issue, Yan Ye held Lian Xinying's hand, hoping she would sense his presence.
Every day felt as long as a century.
From waking up to getting ready for bed every night, he felt physically and mentally exhausted.
Actually, he didn't do much every day, just endured the endless waiting, being emotionally drained.
Finally, half a month later, came Lian Xinying's third surgery.
It was obvious that Yan Ye had lost weight.
After the previous two surgeries, everyone was much calmer this time.
"Daddy, is my mom getting better soon? I really miss my mom!" Xiaocheng was somewhat excited.
He was holding a bouquet of flowers in his arms.
This bouquet was bought for Lian Xinying.
Miaomiao wanted it, but he didn't give it.
