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"Young Master, Young Mistress, you have finally returned."
Sister Rong approached the gate with a worried look on her face.
"Sister Rong, what's wrong with you?"
Qiao En asked suspiciously.
Sister Rong hesitated, her gaze shifting from Qiao En to Zhou Jin'an.
"Young Master, something terrible has happened."
"What happened?"
Zhou Jin'an's face grew slightly somber.
On the way, he had been pestering Qiao En to know what the present was, and his mood still hadn't settled.
Sister Rong kept sighing, unsure of where to begin.
"You should go inside and see for yourself," she said, hanging her head.
Zhou Jin'an strode in, with Qiao En following closely behind him.
"Sister Rong, what exactly happened?"
Qiao En asked again.
Sister Rong didn't make a sound, simply walking inside with her head down.
In the living room, a chubby little boy was squatting on the carpet playing with building blocks. Seeing Zhou Jin'an come in, he looked up, blinking his large eyes at him.
