Luo Qingming's lips curled up slightly, and he couldn't help but look at his parents and uncle. He saw love and peace in their eyes.

"Yes, don't forget to bring Xiao Huo back next time. Mom hasn't met him yet," Wen Shiyu said happily.

Although Wen Mo and Uncle didn't say anything, the meaning conveyed in their eyes was the same as that of Wen Shiyu.

Luo Qingming blinked, smiled, and nodded, "Okay."

"Go ahead, be careful on the road, and keep in touch with your family," Lin Xiaoxiao said.

I don't know where Wen Mo got the means to communicate freely between the mainland and Hong Kong, and even send telegrams.

That's good too. If Luo Qingming has any questions over there, she can contact Wen Mo or Uncle at any time.

Luo Qingming turned and got into the car, and the driver started the car and drove away.

"Let's go back to Beijing." Lin Xiaoxiao was excited about returning to Beijing and wondered how the vegetables Qin Yushen had planted in the courtyard were growing.

Wen Mo and Uncle were in one car, while Lin Xiaoxiao and Wen Shiyu were in another.

Along the way, the mother and daughter were full of energy, enjoying the scenery and chatting. When they got tired, they closed their eyes and slept.

Uncle brought four bodyguards who took turns driving. Except for meals, they drove almost non-stop. Two and a half days later, they finally entered the territory of Beijing.

With Wenmo's credentials, he had no trouble getting through the journey.

The Mercedes-Benzes driving on the main streets of Beijing attracted the attention of countless people. Two of these cars, each costing over 100,000 yuan, appeared at once, which is something that not everyone can afford.

Lin Wanwan, who had gained weight, stood by the roadside waiting for someone, her pregnant belly sticking out as if she wanted everyone to know she was pregnant.

The car drove past her, and through the half-open window, she saw Lin Xiaoxiao's profile.