Yang Ling was terrified. Just thinking about what had just happened filled her with dread; if she had arrived a few seconds later... The consequences were too frightening to imagine, and her grip on Lu Xin tightened as she started to scold him.
Yet, Lu Xin wasn't angry. Instead, he was quite happy, grinning foolishly at her. Seeing him like that, Yang Ling couldn't continue her scolding and let go of her grip, huffing coldly, "What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing because my wife really came back," Lu Xin exclaimed, pulling her into a tight embrace and rubbing his head against her neck. "Baby, I really missed you."
Initially, Yang Ling wanted to push him away, but suddenly she felt something wet on her neck. She paused, and instead of pushing him away, she wrapped her arms around him. Her nose tingled, and she began to cry, "You're not allowed to do this anymore! No matter what happens, even if you become a beggar, I won't abandon you. We'll beg together as a family of four."