After the plane slowly landed, Qiao Aimin and Luo Ye hurriedly rushed over with their group. Once all the passengers had disembarked, Luo Lian finally appeared at the top of the stairway, limping with the support of a young woman. Seeing everyone, her eyes filled with excitement: "Ye'er, Dad, Ye Xuan, Luo Feng..."
"Take it slow." Luo Ye hurriedly stepped forward and supported Luo Lian, fussing with concern, "You fool, you disobedient fool..."
"Ye'er..." Luo Lian closed her eyes and sighed heavily, "I really regret it. If it weren't for my stubbornness, Jiujiu wouldn't have..."
Luo Ye's eyes also reddened. That stubborn girl, the one who started calling her Shifu after a spar, the girl who loved bean paste buns and smiled like a child, had she really left just like that?
Qiao Aimin caught Luo Lian, a face full of guilt: "Lianlian, it's Dad's fault, it's Dad's incompetence that you've suffered so much."
