Ah Jiu glanced at the time and softly reminded, "Sir, it’s about time."

"Okay." Leng Zimo gently nodded, "Dad, we still have to go to Qingdao to see Mom, so we’ll be leaving for now. In a few days, we’ll come back to visit you."

The family of three paid their respects at Luo Chuchen’s tombstone, then went down the mountain to meet Leng Lin, left the cemetery, and headed straight to the airport.

At the airport, the private jet was already prepared.

Everyone boarded the plane and got seated. Shortly after, the plane took off, heading towards Qingdao.

By the time the plane arrived in Qingdao, it was already noon. They went to the pre-booked hotel, had lunch, and then let Luo Xiaoqian have a short nap. Only then did Leng Zimo take her and Luo Jun to the cemetery to pay respects to Luo Xiaoqian’s mother.

Luo Xiaoqian followed the hometown’s customs and offered wine to her mother with Leng Zimo, and added some new soil to her mother’s grave.

"Mom, in a few days, you and Dad can be reunited. The arrangements for the cemetery have already been made. You won’t have to be alone anymore..." As she spoke, Luo Xiaoqian’s eyes began to well up with tears.

"Such a happy occasion, and you’re crying?" Leng Zimo chided her, embracing her and wiping her tears with a handkerchief.

"I’m sorry." Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly apologized.

"Silly, apologizing to me again!" Leng Zimo lowered his face to kiss her forehead, "Let’s go, let’s go home and take a look."

Leaving the cemetery, the group headed straight back to Luo Xiaoqian’s home in Qingdao.

Getting out of the car, looking at the old house outside the window which had clearly been renovated yet still retained its original look, Luo Xiaoqian just beamed with joy, "Why didn’t you tell me?"

"If I told you, what kind of surprise would it be?" Leng Zimo smiled indulgently, "Come on, let’s go take a look!"

Luo Xiaoqian stepped forward and gently pushed open the newly replaced door.

"Welcome home!"

As soon as the door opened, voices rang out from the courtyard.

Luo Xiaoqian looked around the courtyard in amazement, seeing Xu Xia, Huangfu Ruo, Tong Ya, Mo Bei, Qin Lan... everyone was there.

"You all... how come you’re all here?!" Luo Xiaoqian was utterly bewildered.

"Didn’t Zimo tell you?" Xu Xia walked over and held her arm, "He’s already renovated all the houses in this village and redecorated them, then assigned a set to each of us. From now on... this village is everyone’s home!"

Due to relocation, the village residents had all moved away, and although Luo Xiaoqian’s room remained, the village had no life. Having life is what makes a home.

After much consideration, Leng Zimo came up with this plan.

He had completely replanned the entire village and carried out a series of renovations, turning it into their resort.

Luo Xiaoqian looked at Leng Zimo in shock, deeply moved once again.

This man treated everything about her as the most important matter, attending thoroughly to even the smallest details for her.

"Zimo, thank you!"

Leng Zimo smiled, gently touching her hair, "This is the last time, okay? After tomorrow, you’re not allowed to say ’thank you’ or ’sorry’. I don’t want to hear it."

"That’s so mushy!" Xu Xia chuckled, "Leng Zimo, should we give you two some privacy?!"

Huangfu Ruo nudged her arm, "I say, Xu Xia, I heard someone moved into Brother Zirui’s apartment. I wonder if it’s true?"