Shen You'an couldn't save Shen Xingxing.
But she used the system to prolong his life.
When medical advancements come in the future, or if a suitable heart source is found, his vitality could be restored.
She looked at the pale, thin face on the hospital bed. When his eyes were closed, the resemblance became even stronger.
Then there was Mr. De La's subtle and complex gaze when he looked at her.
Could it be a coincidence?
The little boy with those beautiful blue starry eyes lay there lifelessly.
Fragile, as though he would shatter with a single touch.
The image of him pleading innocently for her to take him to Hua Country was still vivid in her mind.
He was lucky; as the young master of the Mei Fei Family, he could have everything he wanted.
But at the same time, he was so unfortunate. From the moment he was born, his destiny had been shrouded by illness, attempting to take control of his life.
