After three days on the train, Mr. Qin and Luo Cheng had finally returned home.
He didn't even stop to catch his breath but went straight to Old Sir Qin's house.
Old Sir Qin lived alone in a courtyard and was playing chess with his old friend there.
Mr. Qin quickly stepped forward, "Old Sir, I have good news."
Old Sir Qin looked at Qin Zhen, "What good news?"
It was mainly because he had been disappointed too much, so he didn't think of it at that moment.
Mr. Qin saw that the one playing chess was Family Head Chen and knew they were close, so he didn't hesitate.
"Old Sir, I must ask first that you not get too excited."
Old Sir Qin glared at him, "Spit it out, if you have something to say, say it, and don't beat around the bush."
His health wasn't great, but he wasn't the sort to die from a little shock.
Instead, it was Old Sir Chen who, after seeing Qin Zhen's expression, briskly turned around, "Qin Zhen, didn't you go to find someone? Could it be that you found them?"
