Lin Deng remained silent, and He Da couldn’t help but sigh inwardly when he saw Lin Deng’s expression.
Recalling the first ti he t Lin Deng, it was when he was lying in a hospital ward, throwing a tantrum, looking as if he had given up on himself. His temper was frighteningly bad, able to make all the nurses cry, rejecting all treatnts, even resisting seeing anyone he knew.
Ironically, it was during that ti that Jiang Biyun returned to the country, and then left the capital to get engaged to another man.
This was undoubtedly a double blow for Lin Deng.
Moreover, when Lin Deng was sent to the hospital, his condition was extrely dangerous. The doctors all said that it was a blessing that Lin Deng’s life was saved, but his leg wasn’t fortunate enough to be preserved.
Lin Deng had an amputation, and his condition was even more serious than He Da’s.
Through rehabilitation and exercise, He Da managed to wear a prosthetic and walk like a normal person. As long as he didn’t overstrain himself or fall ill, with enough rest, He Da’s body could continue to hold up.
But Lin Deng was not like that.
As a soldier, Lin Deng inevitably had so minor health issues from the years of marching. When healthy, these were inconsequential, but once a person collapses, these accumulated ailnts are enough to tornt them.
Nowadays, with just a slight change in weather, multiple aches throughout Lin Deng’s body would make his nights unbearable. So, just a few rainy days can force him back into a wheelchair.
He Da didn’t bring up the idea of being a groomsman again, as evidently, looking at Lin Deng like this, it wasn’t suitable.
The three of them tacitly shifted the topic, without discussing He Da and Chen Ning’s wedding anymore.
However, a group of Lin Chan’s friends, used to making a fuss, couldn’t stay idle once back in the capital. Under the guise of celebrating He Da and Chen Ning’s engagent, they gathered friends and went to a newly opened nightclub.
In the past, Lin Chan was a regular at such places. However, since eting He Dongxue these years, Lin Chan started to abstain from these venues, unless it was necessary for business or like today for a small group gathering. But he no longer invited other won to accompany.
It’s said that the old can’t compare to the new; everyone holds the greatest curiosity for new things, like this newly opened nightclub.
As soon as He Teng followed He Zhilan inside, his brows never relaxed. He wasn’t fond of places filled with smoke and noise. However, since Lin Chan invited everyone and he was free, he decided to co along.
"Why didn’t you bring Little Tuanyuan along?" Lin Chan asked upon seeing just He Zhilan and He Teng.
"Ha." He Teng didn’t move his lips, offering Lin Chan a sarcastic laugh, his expression annoyingly provoking.
"Little Tuanyuan is so young! Bringing him to such a place, I don’t want my son to beco a playboy like you were back then!" Compared to He Teng, He Zhilan’s words were more straightforward.
"Just your child, almost like a prodigy, can he be considered a normal child?" Qi Chengnan chid in, "Seems like in the whole world, your son is the most worry-free kid! Late at night, you wouldn’t leave him alone at ho, would you?"
"No, my father is at ho with him. His daily routine is like a clockwork chanism, he must be in bed by ten-thirty, up at six for a morning run with his dad, no changing that." He Zhilan explained with a smile. She doesn’t want Little Tuanyuan to be exposed to a nightclub setting too early, but of course, the biggest reason is, once it’s past ten-thirty, Little Tuanyuan insists on going to sleep, so she can’t persuade her son to co out and play.
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