He hadn't been back for almost two months, but returning to his home in Swan Castle still felt just as familiar.
Warm.
Comfortable.
This was the very first house he'd ever bought. It was also the one he had poured the most effort into decorating, and the one he had lived in the longest.
Later, he had bought more expensive and luxurious properties in many other places—like the one in Yang City, the two in Xiangjiang, and even one in Dubai...
But this one would always be the first, holding a special place in his heart like a first love.
The living room door opened, and out walked five people: four adults and one child. They were Uncle Nine, Yang Guangyao; Yang Huixian's father, Yang Guangming; his own father, Lin Haifu; his cousin from the village, Lin Sen, who stood beside his father; and a sturdy little boy by Lin Sen's leg, who must have been his son.
Lin Chu was momentarily taken aback by the sight. After a brief thought, he quickly pieced together what was happening.
