The hotpot was still simmering in the living room.
The aroma was still rich.
The Base Commander graciously ate from beginning to end, then sat beside Leng Yebai and stretched comfortably.
Ever since he found his son, the Base Commander became increasingly casual, appearing stern only in front of others, but relaxed whenever the Bai Family was around.
He rediscovered the feeling from more than twenty years ago—warmth of a home, the closest of kin.
Bai Xiqin and Xiao Lan Zombie were alone in the room.
Song Hongfei and Song's mother stood at the door, afraid to disturb Bai Xiqin and Xiao Lan Zombie, not going inside.
One, to guard against others seeing, and two, to be the first to see Song Wenwen.
In the room, Xiao Lan Zombie held a crystal core in her decomposed fingers, it was blue, as beautiful as her dress.
The dim light cast an illusionary glow from the crystal core in Xiao Lan Zombie's hand.
