He took off his coat, Xia Chengzhang's padded jacket, and put on a down vest for him, before opening his backpack and taking out the inspection report.

"The results are all in." Xia Wan's eyes were full of joy, "Everything is normal, I even asked the director of the Department of Thoracic Surgery to see the CT scans. He said that those tiny nodules that haven't changed may be old lesions. It doesn't matter if you are sick, but there is a little inflammation in the lungs, which may be radiation pneumonitis caused by radiotherapy, so you can leave it alone for now."

Xia Chengzhang heard the words, and his eyes did not consciously show some joy. He stretched out his hand to take the report and looked down one by one.

"Dad," Xia Wan poured a glass of water over and sat beside Xia Chengzhang, "I'll just say it's okay?"

"Thank you for your good words." Xia Chengzhang smiled and put the file bag on the armrest of the sofa. "The day after tomorrow, it's not too late to pick it up. What are you doing in such a hurry?"

"Don't delay things," Xia Wan said with a smile, "I also picked up a dress by the way. Would you like to see it?"

"Have you ordered a dress again?" Xia Chengzhang said, "What color?"

"This time it's black." Xia Wan smiled, "I'll go get it from the car and show it to you?"

"Don't take it," Xia Chengzhang grabbed him and smiled, "the day after tomorrow you will see it when you put it on."

Xia Wan nodded and said nothing.

In fact, he shouldn't be able to wear this dress on the day of the press conference, because last night Wen Yunzhi and Xue Chong specially sent him and Huo Yu new dresses.

If there are no special circumstances, they should wear that suit to the event.

"I think," Xia Chengzhang said, "the white suit at the last charity ceremony was also very good. You look better in it than those celebrities."

Xia Chengzhang suddenly mentioned the dress, which made Xia Wan unconsciously think of what happened that night, and couldn't help but feel a little warm in her ears.

In addition to that time, Huo Yu coaxed him to pass through it once, but that time he was embarrassed to even be sent to the baptism, for fear that people would see the clues.

Xia Wan coughed lightly and unconsciously raised her hand and rubbed her ears.

"Dad," he asked, "will you go to the press conference the day after tomorrow?"

"I won't go." Xia Chengzhang smiled. "That day was the happiest day for your grandfather and your parents and brother. I don't want to affect their mood."

Xia Wan pursed her lips and said nothing.

Xia Chengzhang hurriedly said: "I'm not used to that kind of situation. There are so many people and reporters. It's not good if they make a fuss about your adoptive father being an old and ugly paralyzed man."

Xia Chengzhang is not yet fifty years old, but his skin is dark, and his face is full of traces left by the wind and the sun.

Compared with Xue Chongsi's handsome appearance, although they are the same age, standing together is more like two generations.

"Why are you old and ugly." Xia Wan protested immediately, "and I have never disliked you. Even if the emperor comes, you are still my father."

"Don't be angry with children," Xia Chengzhang rubbed his hands unconsciously when Xia Wan was unhappy: "The press conference will be held the day after tomorrow. Have you prepared gifts for your parents and grandpa?"

"Well." Xia Wan replied softly, "It's all ready."

Xia Chengzhang nodded: "I also have a gift I want to give them, you can bring it for me."

With that said, he turned the wheelchair and walked to his bedroom.

Xia Wan followed behind him and saw him bending over to pull the drawer under the old-fashioned wooden bed. He hurriedly squatted down and pulled the drawer open.

There was an old cardboard box in the drawer, which should be a long time ago.

"What is this?" Xia Wan asked curiously.

"You take it out." Xia Chengzhang said.

The cardboard box is a little heavy, and it is heavy in my arms. Xia Wan opened it and saw the album inside and a thick stack of drawings wrapped in plastic bags.

He paused, realizing what was inside.

"Open it and take a look." Xia Chengzhang said with a smile.

Xia Wan first took out the photo album. It was full of photos of him when he was a child. From the age of two to the present, they were arranged in order of date and age, but except for the first few years, most of the other perspectives were not correct.

"There were ghosts in my heart at that time, I was afraid that you would know that you took pictures and hang them up, so people in the photo studio not far from the shop took them secretly." Xia Chengzhang said, "There are also the following sketches, which you have drawn since you were young. There are too many, I picked some from different age groups and brought them here, and here are some certificates from your childhood..."

"Give it to your parents." Xia Chengzhang whispered, "I can't make up for the past time, but at least let them see how good you look in the time they missed."

In the anticipation of millions of people, in mid-December, the Xue family's press conference was finally ushered in.

More than half a month of waiting and anticipation has already peaked the appetite and curiosity of netizens.

When woke up in the morning, the first snow fell outside the window since the beginning of winter this year. The snowflakes were not big or small, and they were scattered all over the sky like twigs, covering the entire capital with a thin and beautiful layer of white.

There was even a hot search entry on Weibo, "Snow is here, Xue is here".

Although the time of the press conference was in the evening, the netizens were as excited as they had been beaten up early in the morning. They could not wait for someone to come out to count down every hour.

From the appearance of Young Master Xue to the distribution of the property of the Xue family, the chat was in full swing, and the conversation was inexorable.

The car stopped, Huo Yu let go of Xia Wan's hand and leaned over to straighten the bow tie around his neck.

"Nervous?" he asked.

"You are here, my family is here, don't be nervous." Xia Wan said.

Huo Yu smiled and squeezed his palm lightly.

The VIP elevator leads directly to the huge banquet hall on the top floor. The elevator door opens, and before the two can step out, they are madly filmed by reporters waiting at the elevator door.

"Mr. Huo, Mr. Xia," the reporters asked in a messy voice, "Did you also come here today at the invitation of the Xue family?"

"Please turn off the flash." Huo Yu didn't answer, raised his hand to cover Xia Wan's eyes.