Ye Jian's words struck a chord in Mr. Fu's heart. He saw Ye Jian yawning softly. Her tired look made Mr. Fu's heart ache. He asked her to close her eyes and rest for a while. They would talk when they reached home.
It was almost an hour's drive from the military to his house, and it took that long even though there wasn't any traffic jam. Ye Jian returned home just in time for the old man's morning exercise.
The old man didn't know that Ye Jian had gone on a mission. He didn't know that Mr. Fu experienced a life-or-death calamity a few days ago. When he saw the father and daughter appear together, the old man was stunned for a while.
Ye Jian saw the white-haired old man wearing a white linen shirt and pants. He was standing in the courtyard and gesturing left and right. He was much more energetic than the last time they parted. Even his complexion was rosier. She was instantly happy.
