Ling Tianyu smiled and continued to dine with the Duan Family members. By ten o'clock at night, he got into his car and headed back to the hospital.
"Dad, what do you think of this person?" Duan Yanran asked, enduring the slight pain of a wound, questioning her father who sat on the sofa, drinking hot water.
"I can't quite figure out this person, but for him to be courted by someone like Chief Zhao Xiangde, he must not be simple," Duan Yanqing answered, took a sip of water, and continued, "Especially how he dealt with Chief Zhao's overtures without a care, not even a flicker of emotional disturbance. This man is definitely not ordinary."
Seeing Ling Tianyu today, especially when he got off the car exuding a strong, imposing aura, and even when his younger daughter threw wine on him and he remained unfazed, Duan Yanqing knew this man was not to be taken lightly.
"I feel an inexplicable curiosity towards him," Duan Yanran said with a smile, looking at her father.