The month-long separation had turned her longing into an ocean.
Chi Xiaoyu opened her arms and hugged him tightly, just like that.
After holding him for a long time, she took a few steps back, swung her arms, and her Pink Fist pounded on him desperately.
She hit him while tears streamed down her face.
"You bastard, bastard, where the hell did you go? Five years—you dared to leave me for five years, and now you dare to abandon me again. Leaving me alone with two children, how cruel can you be? You bastard, why do I even love you? Why did I follow you, only to be deceived by you over and over again?"
She was beating him as if she had lost her mind.
He stood straight, letting her hit him, his posture steady and unwavering.
For a long time, until she had vented all her emotions.
Only then did he pull her into his arms, pressing a fierce kiss onto her forehead.
He murmured quietly, his arms tightly wrapped around her shoulders.
