"Qin Jian!" An Hao shouted excitedly, running and throwing herself into Qin Jian's arms, completely oblivious to her in-laws' awkward glances.
After all, their generation expressed affection in a more restrained and profound way. How rare it was to see someone as fiery and passionate as An Hao?
Zhang Yun watched her son and daughter-in-law embracing tightly, her lips twitching into a smile that she couldn't help but let out.
Ning Yibin furtively tugged at his wife, giving her a meaningful look, signaling her to head back home first.
Once the older couple was inside, Zhang Yun stood by the window, looking out at the affectionate young couple and sighed, "Youth really is wonderful, isn't it?"
Seeing her lament this way again, Ning Yibin couldn't help but laugh, "What, can't accept getting old?"
