An An could hardly wait, as it had been a long time since she last saw her dad.
Zhuo Junyue ran over with big steps and scooped up his daughter, closely examining her face.
An An's complexion looked much better than before.
Moreover, she had grown taller and gained a little weight, too.
"Dad, I missed you so much, I missed Mom too..."
Zhuo Junyue kissed her face, "Good girl, Dad missed you too."
"Dad, did something happen to Mom? I dreamt of Mom covered in blood."
Zhuo Junyue set her down on the ground, suddenly at a loss for words on how to explain to An An.
He owed Ningyan an apology; he couldn't even protect his own wife and children.
"Dad..."
Zhuo Junyue squatted down and gently caressed his daughter's face, "An An, Dad is to blame, Mom's in the hospital now, and both your little brothers have been taken away."
"Cousin-in-law, now isn't the time to be upset, did the babies get taken into the mystical tribe?"
