Deng Wenwei had returned tonight primarily to find out if Feng Qingqing had truly been brought to Beijing to treat his mother. As for anything else, he couldn’t have cared less. Once he had his answer, he would, of course, be leaving.
The others were indifferent to his hurried arrival and departure; they were long accustomed to his elusive nature. Even Wu Bixia, Deng Wenwei’s mother, merely lifted her head to glance at her youngest son. Seeing nothing unusual about him, she nodded and gave a brief instruction: "Be careful, and notify the family if anything happens."
She had never truly known what her youngest son did out there. Over the past few years, plagued by her headaches, she had lacked the energy to manage him. He was a grown man now, and he seemed to have his own sense of propriety in his dealings; she didn't worry about him overly much.
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