When Han Xu heard Qin ask about the original owner's father, he paused for a moment before slowly saying, "He passed away from illness four years ago."
Qin said regretfully, "It's truly a case of heaven being jealous of talent. Your father wasn't even fifty years old yet. How could it happen so suddenly? What illness did he have?"
"When the hospital diagnosed him, it was already late-stage lymphoma."
Thinking of his kind father's voice and smile, Han Xu's eyes reddened.
"I'm sorry, I brought up something painful."
Qin walked over to his subordinate and patted him on the shoulder.
Han Xu pursed his lips. "It's nothing, I'm used to it. Besides, it's been so long."
"Our chief has always missed your father. If it weren't for that accident back then, your father wouldn't have left the po
