In the evening, after having dinner with his parents, he took a private plane and returned to the capital from Feng city. It was already one o 'clock in the morning when he arrived at the airport in the capital. The north wind was blowing, and it was freezing cold.
Leng Yejin carried his daughter with one arm and held her with the other. He walked out of the cabin quickly and ignored the car that was already waiting for him outside the plane. A dark shadow flashed by, and they returned to the Leng family manor in no time.
The next day, early in the morning, before she could even open her eyes, her nose was already filled with the faint fragrance of flowers.
When she opened her eyes, she saw a glass bottle on the bed. There were a few wintersweet on the bottle. There was no one beside her. There was only a trace of his body temperature and the man's breath, which told her that he had returned to the Leng family's Manor.