"Young Master, you have finally returned. The Family Head just coughed up blood and fainted, saying... his days are numbered."
This was the news that greeted Shen Yaoye as soon as he entered the Shen Family.
He abruptly clenched his heart.
Shen Yaoye headed to Shen Jingyun's room, a path he had traversed countless times, one he could navigate blindfolded.
But when he got to the door, he hesitated...
Shen Yaoye took a deep breath, straightened his slightly disheveled clothes, and then pushed the door open to enter.
"Jingyun, you've been working too hard these days. Don't push yourself so much, everything will get better..."
A woman's soft voice of reproach drifted to Shen Yaoye's ears as the door swung open.
He suddenly froze.
The people inside looked up at the sound of the door opening.
"Yaoye, you're back." The beautiful young girl sitting by the bed immediately stood up and asked gently, "Where have you been? With your brother like this, how can you still wander off?"