He Huanhuan immediately pounced on her father and hugged him.
"Dad, you're back!"
He Wang hugged his daughter back, laughing heartily. Then he saw that there was an outsider present and swiftly put the child down, chuckling as he rubbed his own head.
Bai Xiao watched this scene, moved. She had once experienced similar moments, but sadly, her adoptive father had passed away early, leaving her without such tender care since she was fourteen.
Such moments had become a luxury.
Bai Ju, with her apron on, pulled He Wang into the yard to dust off the dirt from his clothes, "Look at you, not tidying yourself up at all. I knew you'd be back these few days, but I didn't expect you to arrive home today." Although she was scolding, her tone softened considerably compared to before. Bai Xiao could clearly hear the tenderness in it.