The evening at South Mountain Hall struck seven o'clock, the most splendid and resplendent moment, and it was the busiest place in North City deep into the night.
Xu Yiran arrived at the private room and saw that everyone was already there.
Ji Chenzhi raised his hand and patted his shoulder, "Come, sit over here."
Xu Yiran took off his suit jacket and placed it aside, "Second Brother, Third Brother."
"Third Brother, I heard that Aunt Qin has woken up, how is she doing now?"
The man sitting on the dark brown leather sofa lifted his gaze slightly, his voice husky, "Her condition isn't very stable at the moment, still under observation in the ICU. The doctors said that if she wakes up and is observed for a week, she'll be out of danger."
Ji Chenzhi said, "It's good that she's awake. Third Brother, you really need to rest properly now... Look at the state you're in. I'm even more worried about you."
