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Lu Aotian decided to be as hopeful as his father and Mei Xing. He turned to her, a flicker of gratitude shining in his green eyes. "I hope you're right, Mei Xing."
His gaze drifted back to his mother, his hand tightening slightly on hers. "She's always been there for me, you know? Always had my back, no matter what."
Mei Xing could sense the unspoken fear in his voice, the fear of losing a parent, a fear she understood a little. "And you're be there for her now," she offered gently. "She needs you strong."
He nodded, a determined furrow appearing between his brows. Then, as if remembering their conversation before arriving at the room, he turned to her with a hint of a smile.
"Speaking of being strong, how are you feeling? You settled in alright at the penthouse?"