The room came alive with the arrival of more guests.
Emerging from the kitchen, Muchen settled beside Ziyue.
Leaning in, Ziyue whispered in his ear, "Let's throw Zixi a birthday bash at our place."
Ziyue felt it was a bit odd and inappropriate to celebrate Zixi's birthday in the hospital, especially since she felt healthy and was eager to discharge from the hospital.
At first, Muchen wasn't thrilled about it. But Muchen eventually agreed after having confirmed that Xiyi would be tagging along. At the same time, he also wanted to please Ziyue and make sure she was happy.
It had been over half a year since they last went home. Muchen and Zixi had accumulated quite a stash of belongings in Ziyue's hospital room, as the hospital had unwittingly become their second home.
With their sudden decision to go home, Muchen only packed the necessary and essential items. After all, they had everything they needed at home.
So, apart from the ingredients Xia had brought over just now, Muchen didn't bother to pack anything and simply left their belongings at the hospital.
Sitting in the car, Ziyue glanced out the window at the rapidly fading skyscrapers and bustling crowds. A profound sense of joy and gratitude welled up within her.
Throughout the past six months of unconsciousness, she wasn't completely oblivious. At times, she could vaguely perceive people talking and moving around her.
Yet, she constantly felt drained, preventing her from rousing from her slumber.
Now, as Ziyue recollected the scene of the car hurtling off the cliff, an overwhelming fear gripped her heart.
Knowing that Yuchuan was Lagos and fully aware of his motive, Ziyue realized that he had intended to harm Muchen when she arrived at that place.
Muchen had treated Yuchuan like family, yet Yuchuan was willing to take his life for selfish desires.
Her abhorrence for Yuchuan surged instantaneously, without a shred of doubt.
As Ziyue reflected on the past, she realized that, aside from a slight sense of fear, she had no regrets.
Sitting beside her, Muchen couldn't help but worry when he noticed her staring out the window dazedly, "Are you feeling alright?"
Ziyue turned to him and couldn't help but feel that Muchen was acting like an old nag.
"I'm fine." Ziyue held his hand and then turned her gaze back to the car window.
"After all these years in Yunzhou City, it's the first time I've truly appreciated the refreshing scent of the air here."
In a childlike voice, Zixi said, "But the air is colorless and odorless."
Ziyue laughed and praised him, "Wow, you know that. You're so smart, Zixi!"
Zixi tilted his chin, eager to sit next to Ziyue.
He wasn't keen on being with Dad; he wanted to be by Mom's side.
Sensing his intention, Muchen shot him a subtle glance. In an instant, Zixi turned his head and pouted his lips, feeling unhappy yet hesitant to disobey.
Ziyue observed the scene and lightly nudged Muchen.
Putting on a puzzled expression, Muchen looked at her, pretending to be clueless.
Ziyue gave him a stern look and waved to Zixi, saying, "Zixi, come over to Mommy."
"Yay!" Zixi responded cheerfully, crawling towards Ziyue's side using his hands and feet.
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