The drive to the Ji Mansion was peaceful.
Outside the car windows, the city was blanketed in white. Snow had fallen throughout the night, leaving a pristine layer of white across the streets, rooftops, and bare branches of the trees. The afternoon sun shone brightly against the clear blue sky, its golden rays glistening against the snow-covered landscape.
Despite the cold winter weather, the atmosphere inside the car was warm.
Ji Jingxu sat beside Yue Ling, occasionally glancing out the window.
After nearly three weeks of being confined to a hospital room, the familiar scenery brought a sense of comfort he had not realized he missed.
For the first time since his kidnapping, he was finally going home.
Lu Tian sat on Yue Ling's other side, his hand resting naturally over hers.
Every so often, his thumb would brush across her knuckles, a small gesture that had become second nature to him.
