Wei Linchen spoke calmly as he stated the facts, but Fu Yinru's face turned pale upon hearing them.
His eyes filled with rage and an undeniable panic, under Wei Linchen's penetrating gaze, he lowered his voice and roared, "Yuheng has already come back!"
As if to affirm his confidence, his voice rose in pitch.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Fu Yuheng, with his hands crossed on his lap, clenched his fists as he heard his elder brother's voice lose its composure.
Wei Linchen's hands, placed on the steering wheel, also tightened as he spoke in a deep voice, "Big brother, I am happy that second brother has returned, but that doesn't change the fact that he is already dead."
He wanted nothing more than for his second brother to be truly alive.
Fu Yinru approached Wei Linchen, pressing his hands against the car window, his dark eyes fixed on him.
He took a deep breath and spoke softly, "Xiaojin, Yuheng has returned; we are all reunited now. Isn't that good?"
