"Welcome, welcome!" Aunt Su had already walked up and supported Luo Xiaoqian’s arm. "Come in, come in and sit down!"
Leng Zimo thought she was just being enthusiastic toward Luo Xiaoqian and didn’t mind, so they all walked into the living room together.
Everyone found a place on the sofa. Leng Lin continued to play the chess game with Luo Jun. The little guy was very smart; although it was his first time playing today, he had quickly gotten the hang of it after a few rounds.
Aunt Su, being an ordinary woman, couldn’t match the intellect of Leng Lin and Leng Zirui. Looking at Luo Xiaoqian, whom she hadn’t seen in five years, she simply looked her up and down, her heart full of emotion.
"Aunt Su!" Leng Zimo, noticing her staring at Luo Xiaoqian from the sofa, frowned slightly. "Cut some fruit and bring it out."
"Oh, right, cut some fruit, cut some fruit!" Aunt Su snapped out of it, raising her hand to her forehead. "Look at my memory. You guys chat, I’ll go cut some fruit. The pineapple I just bought is fresh!"
"I’ll help!" Luo Xiaoqian stood up from the sofa and followed her inside.
Seeing her come in, Aunt Su glanced towards the living room, immediately pulled her into her arms, and couldn’t hold back her tears. "You silly girl, you silly girl..."
She kept repeating those four words, her heart full but unsure where to begin.
Luo Xiaoqian patted her back comfortingly, glanced outside the door to ensure Leng Zimo wouldn’t see, and quickly grabbed some tissues to wipe her face, smiling as she advised, "Keep your voice down, don’t let Zimo hear. I’m back now, aren’t I?"
Aunt Su tried to control her emotions, "Right, it’s good that you’re back, it’s good that you’re back..."
Leng Zimo had just finished a call and walked into the kitchen. Seeing them, he frowned in confusion, "What’s going on with you two?!"

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