Shameless

The door opened, and Mia, under the envious glare of many, triumphantly pushed Andrew into Rivas's room.

Inside the room, Rivas sat upright on the sofa in a suit. He looked to be in his fifties, in his middle age, but his eyes were bright, and he exuded the unique temperament of artists, generating a sense of admirable respect from others.

Seeing him, Andrew smiled and said, "Rivas, it's been more than twenty years, and you still look as charming as ever!"

To his surprise, Rivas asked, "Andrew, why… Why are you in a wheelchair?"

Andrew waved his hand and said, "It's a long story, really."

"Hehe..."

Rivas stood up and extended his hand to Andrew, "Thirty years ago, you disappeared. I thought I would never see you again. Never thought that we would be able to meet again today, it's really a rare chance."

Andrew laughed, then turned to Mia, "Mimi, say hi to uncle."

Immediately Mia’s face showed a bright, friendly smile, "Uncle."

"This..."

Rivas pointed to Mia and curiously asked Andrew,