That day, Lu Yichen finally returned from his mission. After a hasty wash-up, he made a beeline for the Luo Family, eagerness brimming within him from over a month's separation from his wife and two daughters.
As he entered the yard, he saw his wife teasing the kids, crochet hook in hand, busily crafting shoes for the children.
Luo Qiao suddenly turned her head, then rose and dropped what was in her hands to run toward him. He also discarded what he was holding and opened his arms wide to catch her, holding her tightly against him, "Qiao Bao, I've missed you and the kids so much."
"I've missed you too and have been worried about you. Did you get hurt?"
"Not at all, but if you're not convinced, you can check for yourself tonight."
"When did you get back to the Capital?"
"I arrived this morning and after washing up, I hurried right over."
"You didn't have breakfast, did you?"