Ai Lin heard the President's voice and gradually stopped crying. She lay on the bed for a while before slowly sitting up. Her eyes were red and her face was stained with tears, but the crying had stopped.
She lowered her eyelids and said hoarsely, "I'm fine."
"How can you be fine when you've cried so much?" the President frowned, "Did you have a conflict with that young man from the Bo Family again?"
Ever since she was a child, she rarely cried. The last time she cried was several years ago.
It seemed to be because she wanted to stay in Bo Siyan's military unit, to stay by his side. But that young man from the Bo Family refused her, and she ran back home crying just like this.
"No." Ai Lin turned her body away, clearly avoiding the topic.
The President knew his granddaughter's thoughts all too well; over the years, only that young man from the Bo Family had held such importance and concern in her heart.
But that young man from the Bo Family was indeed excellent.
