In just one day, so much happened at home.
At night, Luo Qiao got into bed and rolled into Lu Yichen's arms: "I really didn't expect that, after fifty years, we would meet again."
Lu Yichen tucked the blanket around Luo Qiao: "Yeah, the old lady is really something, says she's sometimes confused, sometimes clear-headed, but today she was clear at just the right time. If she hadn't insisted her grandson leave her and chase after Dad's car, we might have had to wait longer."
Luo Qiao laughed: "This Han Jinjun is pretty smart, chased all the way here, found out the details, and then came to visit."
Lu Yichen kissed Luo Qiao's forehead and then pulled her into his embrace: "I hope the Han Family is easy to get along with. If not, it's better not to recognize them."
Luo Qiao thought it over and didn't voice any disagreement.
The next morning, after breakfast, Luo Qiao took the children back to the Luo Family.
