At first, they thought they would be back from the Capital City in just three or four months, but who would have expected that it dragged on for more than a month extra.
Song Chongjin's longing grew day by day, and the first thing he asked upon waking up was when his wife would return.
Shadow Nine, who had been in contact with the Capital City, was almost driven insane by the inquiries; he feared that if Wang Yongzhu didn't return soon, he might just go halfway to bring Madam back.
At this moment, Song Chongjin no longer cared about outsiders; unable to restrain his excitement, he embraced his dearly missed wife. The soft jade and fragrant beauty filled the empty space in his heart instantly.
How was he willing to let go? He wished he could hold her forever.
Old Granny Zhang, who had been waiting for half the day, couldn't bear it any longer.
After all, there was a living person right next to them! Not to mention the crowd watching; a brief hug wouldn't provoke laughter.
