"I’ll eat well and grow up quickly. Then I can work together with mom."
Xiaocong’s naive words deepened the couple’s sorrow.
As the car was about to leave, Lin’s mother, worried that Lin Xinlan might miss her time, hurriedly took the child and urged her to get on quickly.
"Go ahead, I’m here at home. Don’t cry, lest you become a laughingstock."
Lin Xinlan wiped her tears and forced a smile: "Mom, take care of your health, take your medicine on time, and don’t go out to sell vegetables anymore. Please take good care of yourself, okay?"
"I know, I know, now get on the bus."
Xiaocong’s lips pursed, and he said reluctantly, "Mom, please get on the bus quickly. I’ll wait for your next return... "
Knowing she could not delay any longer, Lin Xinlan steeled her heart and, gritting her teeth, said, "Then I’m leaving."
She turned around and briskly boarded the bus.
The door closed in time, and looking back through the window, she saw the child’s tear-streaked face and her mother’s reluctant smile.
Gazing at them, Lin Xinlan felt a thousand kinds of reluctance in her heart.
But she had to leave; for a better life in the future, she had to leave them with a heavy heart...
After several hours on the long-distance bus, she returned to B City.
Confronted with the hustle and bustle of the city, she felt a little overwhelmed and timorous. She truly wished to turn around, board a bus, and return to the quiet little town of her home.
Sighing, she had no choice but to pluck up the courage to take a car back to the villa on Yan Mountain.
The luxurious villa stood halfway up the mountain; she hadn’t been climbing long before she saw a white corner of the house.
Lin Xinlan lowered her eyes slightly and prayed in her heart that Rong Shaoze hadn’t discovered she hadn’t gone on a trip.
Getting out of the car, the servant saw her return and hurried forward to help with her luggage.
"Young Madam, you’re finally back. Was your trip enjoyable?"
Lin Xinlan offered a small smile: "It was alright."
"I heard that the Ends of the Earth and Wuzhizhou Island there are really beautiful. Did you go there to have fun and take pictures?"
"...Hmm." She responded vaguely and quickly changed the subject with a smile, "Is Young Master at home now?"
"The Young Master is—." The servant was about to answer when she looked up and saw Rong Shaoze leaning on the balcony railing upstairs.
He was dressed in a white casual outfit, his hands propped on the railing and head slightly lowered, his dark eyes calmly observing them without much expression on his face.
Lin Xinlan also saw him and exchanged a brief gaze before looking away.
"I’ll take the luggage from here, I can manage it." Taking her luggage from the servant, she carried it into the living room and then headed upstairs.
As she pushed open the bedroom door and was about to close it, a hand stretched in and stopped her.
Seeing that long, beautiful hand, she knew who had come.
The hand let go, and she moved forward to place the luggage on the bed, saying without looking up, "Didn’t you go out today? How come you’re at home?"
Rong Shaoze leaned against the headboard, crossing his legs on the bed, his arms cushioned behind his head, his lips curling into a smile without warmth as he looked at her.
"I knew you were coming back today, so I specifically stayed home to wait for you. Was Hainan Island fun? Did you enjoy yourself?" he asked seemingly casually.
Lin Xinlan felt a bit nervous, looking up to meet his gaze without moving.
"It was okay. The only highlight was the sea. We have the sea here too. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have bothered going there."