「North Continent, Ice-breaking City.」
Lan Cang stroked the photo frame on the table, lost in thought.
It was a photo taken a few months ago when the family of five had been building a snowman. In it, Sang Luo held their three little pups, a radiant smile on her face...
He hadn't seen her in so long, and he hadn't received even a shred of news. He had no idea how she was doing. Deep down, he knew Luoluo was safe and well, but his heart couldn't help but ache with longing...
"City Lord, your wife has returned!" a report came from outside the residence.
Lan Cang thought his longing had made him sick, that he was hearing things. But then the three little pups at his feet shot past him and out the door. He finally snapped to his senses, his face breaking into an expression of pure ecstasy.
"Luoluo!"
