As the plane taxied to a halt, ground crew in crisp navy uniforms lined up neatly by the runway, bowing respectfully when the Lu family insignia on the plane's tail came into clear view under the rising morning sun.
The second jet followed shortly after, its engines humming as it parked parallel to the first. The golden lettering along its fuselage gleamed under dawn's light, symbols of power, wealth, and generations of legacy.
INSIDE – LU ZHI HAO'S AIRBUS
Wan Ruyi stirred awake, blinking blurrily as she sat up against her plush seat.
Through the wide oval windows, she saw the imposing silhouette of their new home rising in the near distance, a modern fortress of stone, glass, and cedar wood perched atop terraced gardens with koi ponds reflecting the sky's pale blush.
"We are home," Lu Zhi Hao murmured lowly, brushing his fingers across her cheek to tuck a stray hair behind her ear.
Her lips curved softly as she turned to press a kiss to his palm. "Home…"
CABIN EXIT – LU FAMILY AIRBUS
On the larger jet, Lu Ting Cheng stood first, straightening his clothes as he glanced towards his younger brothers, "Let's go," he said calmly, though a faint warmth glimmered in his eyes seeing their homeland spread before them.....
Lu Ting Zhou stretched his long arms overhead, his hoodie riding up to reveal sculpted abs before he tugged it down carelessly, earning an amused snort from Lu Zi Zhen.
"Show-off," Zi Zhen teased lightly, slinging his duffel bag over his shoulder. This bag carried only important documents and a variety of gemstones he had collected and received as a gift for the past five years...
"Jealous?" Ting Zhou retorted with a grin, ruffling his messy hair before striding down the aisle towards the cabin door.
STAIRWAY RAMP – TARMAC
As the family disembarked, cool spring air rushed against their faces, carrying the crisp scent of pine needles and early blooming osmanthus.
Staff bowed low on both sides of the carpeted ramp, their uniforms immaculate, voices greeting respectfully in unison:
"Welcome home, Old Master Lu, Old Madam Lu, Young Masters, Young Madam."
Wan Ruyi descended last, her pale cream coat fluttering gently around her ankles, Lu Zhi Hao's strong hand wrapped firmly around hers as he guided her down.
Old Master Lu surveyed the grounds with calm satisfaction, leaning lightly on his cane. "Mn… it is good to set foot back in China again."
Old Madam Lu inhaled deeply, a soft smile brightening her dignified face, "The air even smells sweeter here. I really have missed it!"
Ahead of them, Lu Ting Zhou turned to walk backwards for a moment, spreading his arms wide as he grinned brightly at the mansion before them. "Welcome back, everyone."
Zi Zhen smirked at his brother's theatrics but said nothing, his own eyes quietly scanning their new home with measured approval. It felt like a fresh beginning, even for him.
Beside him, Lu Ting Cheng's gaze softened as he watched his family reunite under the gentle dawn light.
Despite all their burdens, griefs, and secrets, they had returned together, ready to forge the next chapter on Chinese soil.
Lu Zhi Hao squeezed Ruyi's fingers lightly, leaning down to murmur against her ear with quiet promise:
"This is just the beginning. Welcome home, my wife."
She looked up at him with misty eyes, her heart swelling with the warmth of belonging as the sun rose fully behind them, bathing the entire estate in golden light.
The sun just rose, bathing the entire estate in golden light.
A fleet of sleek black electric carts pulled up quietly along the runway, driven by uniformed staff.