Long Dahai comforted her, saying, “It’s okay. The hardships are over. Everything will get better.”
“Mm!” Lan Lan wiped her tears, feeling embarrassed.
Long Junhao carried two restless children from the carriage, and everyone took a gentle breath seeing the delicate duo.
“Mommy—Mommy—” Zhen and Xin, feeling uncertain among unfamiliar faces, ran to her and threw themselves into her arms.
“Mommy, did you cry? Did they bully you?” Zhen’s little face showed anger at Lan Lan’s reddened eyes.
“No, Mommy is just too happy, that’s why I’m crying,” Lan Lan explained, knowing the children might not understand adult emotions.
“Mommy, who are they?” Xin asked timidly, nervously tugging at Lan Lan’s sleeve.
Long Junhao looked at his wife and children, feeling that the Rui Wang Mansion was strange to them, less familiar than their villa at Ling Feng, which they considered home.
He approached and said, “Zhen, Xin, this is Daddy and Mommy’s home, and now yours too. We’ll be living here from now on.”
The two children quietly surveyed their surroundings, feeling a bit scared amid the excited gazes.
“Haha! Lan Er, you’ve done well! Giving birth to two children – how fortunate!” Long Dahai exclaimed with joy.
“Everyone, come inside!” Long Junhao called, leading the way with the children.
Entering felt daunting, like stepping into deep water.
Lan Lan, tempered by hardship, confidently entered the place that once caused her pain.
Everyone followed Long Junhao into the main hall, where he turned to look at Xin’er, who had transformed into a beautiful little girl, likely to grow into an extraordinary woman.
“What well-behaved children!” Long Dahai said, stroking his long beard and nodding.
He reached into his chest pocket and pulled out a pair of jade pendants, intricately carved with a dragon and a phoenix, so lifelike they seemed alive. These pendants were extraordinary. Long Daihai had reached the tenth level of cultivation, capable of supernatural abilities.
