A woman, bringing a child, yet able to achieve such a career.
Leng Zirui originally thought he understood this woman well; now, he realized he was very wrong.
Beneath Luo Xiaoqian's seemingly frail exterior, there was a formidable strength that he could never have imagined.
"Could this be the power of love?"
Flipping to the last page of the document, he quietly sighed.
"Ah!" Leng Lin sighed deeply, "Five years, it's certainly been tough on her."
Leng Zirui lifted his gaze from the photo, "What do you plan to do?"
"We searched for her for five years with no clues, and now she suddenly reappeared, even placing Mo Mo by Zimo's side. According to my guess, she is probably already planning her return. However, she hasn't come to meet us yet, which probably means she's not ready." Leng Lin sat on the chair, looking at his younger son over the desk, "How did you know?"
