He called Yang Dapeng to tell him he was bringing Shanshan back to her hometown.
Yang Dapeng's booming voice came from the other end of the line.
"Commander? You're bringing Shanshan back? Oh, that's wonderful! I'll tell Auntie Pang right away!"
Ling Anxun briefly went over their travel plans before hanging up.
He gazed out the window at the darkening sky, a sense of peace washing over him.
It may not have been his hometown, but in Shanshan's heart, it was home.
And home was always something to be treated with care.
As soon as Yang Dapeng hung up, he immediately submitted a leave of absence request to his company.
Zhang Yunhua was leaning against the wall, dry-heaving.
But when she heard that Shanshan was coming back, she suddenly shot upright, the rims of her eyes turning red.
Pushing aside her nausea, she walked into the kitchen, tied on an apron, and began to prepare the ingredients.
Yang Dapeng had intended to bring her a bowl of water.
