Zhuo Junyue naturally wasn't worried. He planned to have their daughter check on the little one once she returned. It was time to let them enjoy their time together.
As the children grow up, they'll eventually have their own choices to make.
Their paths are theirs to walk, no one can walk it for them.
As a father, all he can do is watch them, ensuring they don't stray off course.
"Alright, I'll listen to you, don't worry."
At this time, in the Ling Clan, An An and Lu Mingfei had already embarked on their journey home.
They had spent a particularly relaxing time in the Ling Clan.
As An An left, she felt quite sad and reluctant.
Lu Mingfei's back injury had fully healed, so when there were difficult paths, he carried An An on his back.
Although An An originally disagreed, Lu Mingfei insisted on carrying her.
When he's stubborn, he's like a bull.
On the way back, as winter had already set in, some areas were covered with snow.
