Feng family’s old residence.
In the living room, Old Feng was sitting on the sofa. Feng Hao was kneeling on the carpet, hugging old Feng and crying. “Dad, I’m not dead. I’m back.”
Old Feng really liked this little son of his. The pain of losing a son, and now that he had suddenly regained it, old Feng’s hands trembled as he patted Feng Hao’s back. “Hao'er, it’s good that you’re back. You’re finally back.”
Liu Luna had been with elder Feng since she was 18 years old. In her first year, she had gotten pregnant and given birth to Feng Hao.
In addition, Liu Luna knew how to take care of herself, knew how to be fashionable, and knew how to please men. Therefore, she was now like a mature young woman in her thirties.
Liu Luna was excited and ecstatic. She hugged elder Feng’s shoulders and cried weakly, “Master, our family of three is finally reunited. From now on, we will never be separated from Hao'er again.”
