Old Friends

I guess Mr. Li must have gone through the same thing as I did, so we have a tacit understanding.

"What is so special about your blood? What did your parents feed you?" Lin Ran whispered.

How would I know?

Mr. Li sighed, "This is all a horrible joke by God!"

I was about to ask him, but the car stopped.

We had arrived. It was the presidential palace.

Even though we were in a small island country, the palace was dignified and luxurious, and it was very imposing. But honestly speaking, I felt that my parents' place was even more imposing and luxurious than this place.

The main door opened, and the car drove directly to the backyard.

Lin Ran explained, "Jing Tian's aunt is the Madam President. Jing Tian is recuperating here, so he has been living in a small courtyard in the backyard. It's very quiet, and Madam doesn't allow anyone to disturb him."

The car stopped.