Xin Yanmo, the former president of the Republic of China, was lying on the bed, machines attached to him. As he saw his beloved grandaughter entering the room with Long Jie, he ordered his nurse to help him to sit on the bed. His room smelled of medicines and chemicals.
His weak hairless face broke into a smile when he saw them approaching him "Come here, my child."
"Yèyè."
Yes, he called out his granddaughter, not Long Jie.
"Yèyè, meet Jie, my fiance" Xin Zhenyi introduced Long Jie and the way she gently introduced him, sent heart-shaped arrows to Long Jie's heart. Only if she knew the effect she had on the man gazing at her.
"Elder Xin" Long Jie greeted him with a respectful bow. The man commanded respect even when he was lying on his death bed.
"Please have a seat. I would like to talk to both of you." Xin Yanmo said and they took their seats respectively.
"Yeye."
