Oh, Then I Forgive Daddy!

Wen Zhanyan quickly continued typing on the screen.

Wen Zhanyan replied, "Contact me when you reach the capital. We'll keep in touch. Send me a message when you wake up."

After that, Wen Zhanyan remained silent. He quickly put away his phone, tidied himself up, and swiftly walked out of the bathroom.

Wen Jin was already prepared. The butler respectfully took their luggage and escorted them to the mansion's entrance, where the driver was waiting.

It was 6:30 in the morning in Jiang City, and although the sky was bright, Wen Jin and Wen Zhanyan's faces looked extremely grim.

Once they got into the car, neither the father nor the son spoke.

It wasn't until Wen Zhanyan broke the silence. "Daddy, don't worry. Great-grandfather will be fine."

Wen Jin acknowledged with a hum but remained silent.