"You're back."
Hearing the door open, Song Qiuya looked up in delight, her cool eyes instantly filling with tenderness.
She set down the fruit knife, hurried over, and slipped her arm through Chen Lin's with effortless familiarity, leaning gently against him.
On the hospital bed, Song Guoan watched this intimate scene, emotions churning in his eyes.
Earlier that day, he had seen the announcement that shook all of Wucheng on the television news in his room.
Li Gang, the deputy secretary of the municipal Party committee, and his younger brother Li Yong, the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, had officially been placed under investigation for multiple suspected serious disciplinary violations and crimes.
Overnight, Wucheng's entire power structure had been turned upside down.
Song Guoan was overwhelmed with emotion.
He never could have imagined that this young man, whom he had met just once in Yicheng,
would use some terrifying means beyond his comprehension to uproot the Li family in just a few days-a deeply entrenched local power that had dominated Wucheng for years!
His daughter had also told him that the man responsible, Li Jitian, had had all five limbs broken and was now lying in the ICU downstairs, reduced to a living corpse whose existence was worse than death.
Who on earth was this son-in-law of his?
Watching Chen Lin tenderly straighten a stray lock of hair on his daughter's forehead, then seeing the sweetness nearly overflowing from her loving eyes, Song Guoan felt his last trace of doubt vanish completely.
With a daughter and a son-in-law like these, what more could a man ask for?
He finally relaxed and spoke, his voice warmer and more affectionate than ever before.
"Xiao Lin, finished with your work? Come sit down and rest. Don't just stand there."
"How are