After returning from out of town, Sheng Qian booked a flight to Haicheng for the next day.

After a day's activities, she returned to their own courtyard in the afternoon.

The weather in April was still a bit chilly. Sheng Qian didn't expect her health to be in such a bad state that she caught a slight cold after going out.

I can't take any medication right now, so I can only lie in bed to make myself feel better.

In a daze, someone was speaking in my ear.

Sheng Qian felt the unusual temperature and suddenly opened her eyes, only to see a handsome face enlarged before her.

She thought she was sleepwalking.

I blinked, and the person in front of me was still there.

"Yun Ting?"

"It's me!"

Long Yunting raised his hand and touched her face, letting her feel his warmth.

Sheng Qian quickly got up and stared at the travel-worn Long Yunting: "When did you get back?"

"I had only been in the capital for a short time," he said. Upon seeing the message, he rushed back almost without stopping, eager to see her immediately.

“You seem to have lost weight,” Sheng Qian said tenderly, stroking his cheek. “This trip must have been very tiring.”

Long Yunting shook his head and carefully pulled her into his arms. "I'm sorry I couldn't be by your side."

"What are you saying? I'm not a little girl who needs you to stick by my side all the time."

His safe return is more important than anything else.

Sheng Qian also enjoyed the embrace at this moment. With his arms around her, she instantly felt relaxed.

"Are our children being good? Have they been fussy?"

"It's only been four months, I don't feel anything yet," Sheng Qian chuckled. "If I wear loose clothes, you can't see any trace of it. There's still a long time before this child grows up."

Long Yunting's hand slid to her abdomen, stroking it carefully, his tenderness almost overflowing.

Upon seeing this, Sheng Qian smiled and asked, "Do you prefer a boy or a girl?"

"I like both boys and girls."

Sheng Qian smiled gently.

"Qianqian, thank you!" Long Yunting hugged her again and kissed her forehead.

Long Yunting took out a small rectangular piece of wood from his pocket. It was hanging with a red rope. The rectangular piece of wood, slightly larger than a finger, was polished very smoothly and had a mysterious pattern carved on it.

Sheng Qian saw the small piece of wood hanging around her neck, picked it up and looked at it: "Lightning-struck wood?"

“We happened to encounter it while on a mission. It’s wild jujube wood,” Long Yunting said, tying it up for her. Then he looked at the lightning-struck wood on her snow-white skin and thought it was a perfect match.

Sheng Qian smiled and held it in her hand, then tilted her head up and kissed him on the chin: "Thank you, Brother Ting!"

Long Yunting turned to the side and kissed her.

After the two spent some time cuddling together, Sheng Qian remembered to let him rest.

Judging from his appearance, he must have been rushing back.

She didn't ask how the mission went.

Long Yunting held her in his arms and fell into a contented sleep.

Sheng Qian woke up after a while and stared at the person in front of her.

Holding the lightning-struck wood hanging around his neck, Sheng Qian smiled and looked up, then kissed him on the chin.

Holding him, lying quietly in his arms, she felt so content at that moment.

*

Long Yunting woke up before dinner, quickly washed up, and took Sheng Qian out for dinner.

Sheng Qian felt sorry for him and didn't want him to rush back to cook dinner. It was so late and there weren't many good dishes available, so she went straight out to eat.

When Sheng Qian saw that he was no longer in a wheelchair, she knew that he was no longer going to pretend.

It seems there's no need for that anymore.

The dishes ordered were all Sheng Qian's favorites. Seeing Long Yunting return safely, Sheng Qian regained her spirits.

Everything tastes delicious.

"Are we going back to the Long family's place tonight?"

"Didn't you book a flight for tomorrow?" Long Yunting said, "I'll go home after I get back from Haicheng."

"I have to go back and see Grandpa."

"I'll go back after I finish eating," Long Yunting nodded, thinking of Elder Long.

I'm going back to let him know I'm safe and sound.

It was 8 p.m. when we finished dinner.

They went straight back to the Long family together.

But they didn't see that in the same place, someone was quietly watching them leave.

"Isn't that the second young master of the Long family? How come... his legs are healed!" Someone recognized Long Yunting and exclaimed in surprise when they saw his legs moving freely.

"Does the fact that Young Master Long's leg has healed mean that the Long family will rise to even greater heights in the future?"

"That's hard to say. Wasn't Young Master Long dismissed before? Can he really return to the ministry now?"

"With Elder Long's connections, plus the fact that three of his elders are in that circle, getting Young Master Long to return wouldn't be an easy task."

"That's true. Everyone was saying that the second young master of the Long family was going to be completely ruined, but look what happened, he's perfectly fine and nothing happened to him."

Song Yuzhou stood to the side, listening to these words with a deep and unfathomable gaze.

He had been seeing Sheng Qian almost every day recently, and he could sense her low spirits. But just now, Sheng Qian seemed to have shaken off her previous low spirits and looked completely refreshed.

Song Yuzhou turned around and returned to his seat, poured himself a glass of wine and drank it.

As Long Yunting's wife, it's perfectly normal for Sheng Qian to worry about his safety.

Song Yuzhou was drinking alone when a figure walked over from the other side. "Deputy Director Song!"

Song Yuzhou looked up when he heard someone call his name.

She is Director Lan, Lan Ying, from the government agency.

"Deputy Director Song, you don't mind if I sit here, do you?"

Although they were asking a question, they naturally took a seat.

"Director Lan, are you alone so late?"

"I just had dinner with my family nearby. I saw them off. Is the gathering over for Deputy Director Song?"

"Um."

Song Yuzhou had little interest in talking to Lan Ying.

A hand pressed down, and Song Yuzhou's brow twitched as he looked at Lan Ying.

Lan Ying smiled and said, "I've seen Deputy Director Song drinking a lot, and I'm worried it might harm his health. It's best to drink less alcohol."

He then let go of her hand.

Song Yuzhou ignored her and continued drinking.

Seeing that Song Yuzhou seemed to be trying to drown his sorrows in alcohol, Lan Ying stopped trying to persuade him and instead sat quietly opposite him to keep him company.

After drinking for a while, Song Yuzhou put down his glass and walked out, with Lan Ying following behind: "Deputy Director Song, should I have someone see you off?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Song Yuzhou's assistant jogged up to him, "Deputy Director."

Upon seeing Lan Ying, the assistant smiled slightly and nodded.

"Your deputy director has had quite a bit to drink; you'd better take him back quickly."

"Thank you, Director Lan," the assistant helped Song Yuzhou into the car.

Song Yuzhou didn't say a word to Lan Ying before sitting in the car and closing his eyes.

After the car drove smoothly for a while, Song Yuzhou opened his dark eyes and looked at the dim night view outside.

My heart still feels a little heavy.

Some things are missed without you even noticing.

If we could go back to the time when we first met... perhaps some of the outcomes could be changed.

But now, it's all too late.