"Who did you say came back?" Ms. Wang excitedly stopped in her tracks.
Luo Linhao looked at her strangely, and said, "My cousin has returned, I saw the carriage."
As his words fell, they indeed heard the sound of horses' hooves.
Ms. Wang's face was full of joy, followed by Old Yang and Yang Chuxia who had come out upon hearing the commotion. Yang Dachuan was nowhere to be seen, as he had gone to help with the first branch of the family.
In a blink of an eye, the carriage arrived before them. Fugui and Qingyou, the coachmen, got off the carriage first, followed by Ye Zi'an stepping out from the carriage.
Dressed in a plain white robe, with a pair of cloth boots and an ordinary white jade hairpin, his entire outfit was so ordinary, yet his noble demeanor was undeniable.
Brother An got off the carriage, and seeing Ms. Wang's excitement and concern on her face, he quickly took a step forward.
"My dear child, you're finally back. I was just thinking about you."
