In the living room, each person had their own little thoughts, and the only people who were probably truly overjoyed were Old Sir Zhong and Old Madam Zhong.
At such a tense moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Old Sir Zhong and Old Madam Zhong nearly leapt up from the sofa, their faces a mix of anxiety and excitement.
"Could it be Mingxin returning?" Old Madam Zhong tried to suppress her inner excitement, but her trembling hands and choked voice betrayed her emotions.
"It should be," Old Master Zhong said as he took his wife's hand. "Don't get too excited, lest your blood pressure goes up again."
Although he said this, his own emotions were no less intense than Old Madam Zhong's.
Or perhaps it was more accurate to say that at this moment, neither spouse could control the tumult in their hearts.
