The Jiang Family's mansion was still immensely expansive.
When Mr. Jiang arrived in a hurry, he saw Lin Fan sitting on the sofa.
The excitement in his eyes was definitely not feigned.
"Mr. Jiang, it's been more than half a year, and you're still so robust," Lin Fan said, smiling as he stood up and shook Mr. Jiang's hand.
"I'm still managing to get by... It's really a miracle that you could recover; heaven truly has eyes."
Mr. Jiang, exhilarated, pulled Lin Fan down to sit.
"Godfather, you forget about your goddaughter as soon as you see Lin Fan," Lu Feifei said with a smile.
"That's not true. Lin Fan's recovery means you can be even better, and besides, we've been on the phone all the time these past six months."
