Undoubtedly, the three people were Su Nian, Yixin, and Yiqiao.
Three figures ran around happily in a vast snowy field. Su Nian, mindful of her sons, didn't run full speed for fear they might fall. They eventually ended up having a snowball fight, laughing merrily and causing quite a stir in distant London.
"Explain, what's going on?" Vanke slammed his fist on the signed divorce agreement sitting on the desk in the study.
Luoz stood forlornly in front of the office desk, feeling flustered and at a loss. Seeing the old man's fury, he shook his head, then lowered it without uttering a word.
"Go find them now!" Vanke forcefully tossed the divorce agreement onto Luoz and stormingly left.
In Luoz's hand, the divorce agreement, with Vivian's signature, strong and firm, not at all like the handwriting of a woman, on the last page. A faint crease next to the signature looked as if it was formed by a teardrop that had dampened the paper before drying.
