Old Times

"Rong… Rong," Huo Zhenghai struggled to say those two words with complex expressions.

"You don't seem to be so well over the past few years. I always see news about your health on T.V."

Huo Zhenghai smiled bitterly. "Yes, I'm really old and useless now."

Yang Meirong smiled. "What do you mean? If you're useless, you wouldn't have been able to give Shen Jiani two kids, a boy and a girl. Plus, all these years, your first and second wives seem to have gotten along quite nicely; you're pretty successful as a man, only not so great as a father. Come, take a look, Mian is 24 years old now."

Yang Meirong reached out her hand and pulled Huo Mian in closer.

Huo Zhenghai raised his head and looked at Huo Mian with odd complexity.

Huo Mian's appearance was strange in that she didn't look like Huo Zhenghai at all, nor did she look like Yang Meirong.

You could even say that she turned out much better than both of them.