"Xixi!" Lin Wan hugged Yang Ruoxi tightly. "Is that really you? How? Am I back to my own world?"
"Yanchen! Yanchen!" shouted Lin Wan anxiously. "I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye!" She felt heartbroken that she would never be able to see Yanchen, and the kids ever again.
She let go of Yang Ruoxi and called out to Li Yanchen desperately.
Li Yanchen, who had been walking down the mountain, had seen Uncle Yang and had walked to greet him. When he heard Lin Wan shout his name, he ran to her.
"Wanwan!"
In front of her was Yang Ruoxi, and behind her was Li Yanchen. The most important people to her from both worlds were here with her.
Lin Wan bit the tip of her tongue. She could clearly feel the pain.
Uncle Yang picked up the paper money. He saw the three people, frozen in shock. He walked to them. "Mr. and Mrs. Li, this is my daughter Yang Ruoxi."
"Yang Ruoxi!" Li Yanchen was even more shocked than Lin Wan.
