At this time, Lin Fan was already twenty years old, no longer in need of his parents' care, and he had his own independent thoughts and survival capabilities.
His relatives were desperately searching for him, and he couldn't remain indifferent; yet he also couldn't bear to let down the kind Lin family who had raised him.
Lin Fan thought that now that he was capable, he would honor both families in the future—this was the only outcome that would make everyone happy.
"Anyone in this situation would need some time to accept it," Lin Gantang said.
"I was quite surprised when I heard the news. Lin Fan and Lin Huan are brothers, but they don't look much alike," Yin Zhen remarked. "Lin Huan said that Lin Fan resembles his grandmother, especially the eyes."
"Speaking of Lin Fan…" Lin Gantang looked at Yin Zhen as she went to hold the Ragdoll cat. "Did Auntie Ying find out about your relationship with Lin Fan when she saw him at the hospital?"