Our Love, Our Destiny

A few days had passed since Long Hui left the hospital and returned to his wing at the ancestral residence. He took a leave from the company to recover from his injuries. However, he continued working from home.

He hadn't seen his father since the day Long Tengfei scolded him. He also hadn't made up with Iris yet, nor apologized to her.

At the moment, a physiotherapist was treating his leg in the living room. It still hurt a bit and felt tender, causing him to walk with a limp. As for his other injuries, they looked worse than they felt. The bruises and cuts looked ugly, but they were already healing and didn't hurt as much as before.

When the physiotherapist left, a servant entered carrying a basket filled with fruits and pastries. They were sent by Long Meng.