Wan Chu'er stretched lazily, "The air back home feels more intimate and wonderful."
On the way back, her mood was exceptionally good; she felt everything she laid eyes on was pleasing—the cars were better than those in K Country, the roads were wider and smoother, and even the roadside trees looked neater and more pleasing...
Returning to the Military Department where they had started, another round of reporting ensued, and by the time it was finished, it was eleven o'clock. She changed back into her own clothes and someone drove her back to the residential villa.
"Grandpa, I'm back!" Wan Chu'er saw Old Sir Zhong standing at the door from afar, and she had a feeling he was waiting for her.
Hearing Wan Chu'er's cheerful voice and seeing her rush towards him like a bird returning to its nest, a smile appeared on Old Sir Zhong's weathered face.
"Welcome back."
