"Madam, thank you for your hard work."
Lin Jinyu lowered his eyes to look at his plump white son, his eyes filled with tenderness that could almost melt into water. He opened his arms and embraced his wife.
Lin Jinlong looked up and saw Ah Ruhan standing alone outside the crowd, her eyes filled with tears and hesitating to approach. He hesitated for a moment and walked towards her.
"Brother Long."
Ah Ruhan was overjoyed and quickly took a few steps, throwing herself into his arms.
Lin Jinlong felt a momentary stiffness in his back as he gently sniffed the unique fragrance of the young girl's body, his heart softening involuntarily.
"Thanks to the Buddha's blessing, it's good to have you back safe and sound."
Duchess of Zhen, who was watching from afar, was so delighted that her mouth could not close and her eyes crinkled with laughter.
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"Where's my sister? Where is she? Why don't I see Qingluo?"
