After returning home with the child, her ex-husband knelt down and gently coaxed her.

The moonlight was perfect that night, and dinner had already been prepared at the Yuhe Duke's Mansion.

Before they even got out of the car, Xiao Anxian poked his head out of the window, his eyes wide with surprise. "Wow! A castle!"

His round eyes looked at Anning. "Mommy, are we going to live in the castle with Daddy?"

Lu Xiyan parked the car and said with a smile, "If you like it, stay here. If you don't, you can move later."

Anning was about to say that we shouldn't spoil the kids too much when she heard the little one next to her say sweetly, "Xianxian likes living with her mom and dad as long as she can."

After getting out of the car, Li Quan stepped forward to take the luggage, saying, "Young Master is back."

He looked at Lu Xiyan with a hint of relief, then at An Ning, and smiled kindly, "The young mistress is back too."

His gaze then fell on the little boy beside him, and he looked somewhat moved. "Young Master Sun is home too, that's wonderful."

An Ning was slightly surprised and a little shy by his sudden change in address.

"Uncle Quan, we..." She looked at Lu Xiyan and smiled gently, "...are not married yet."

"Marriage is just a ceremony," Li Quan said kindly. "The person our young master has chosen is our young mistress. Besides, you should have been our young mistress long ago."

An Ning felt a surge of emotion. Uncle Quan had always been very kind to her, always speaking gently to her. Even when she came to see Lu Xiyan before, Uncle Quan always spoke kindly to her and never made things difficult for her.

"Thank you, Uncle Quan."

As soon as An Ning finished speaking, little An Xuan beside her thanked him, "Thank you, Grandpa."

"Good child, from now on you will call me Grandpa Quan."

Li Quan knelt down in front of An Xian, affectionately patted his head, and tears welled up in his eyes on his small face.

From his delicate eyebrows and eyes, to his high nose bridge, and then to his rosy lips.

"So alike, so very alike." Li Quan nodded with satisfaction, looking up at Lu Xiyan, "He looks exactly like the young master when he was a child."

"However, these eyes are even more beautiful than the young master's." He smiled as he looked at An Ning. "These big eyes are more like the young mistress's."

Li Quan liked this child very much.

Both her facial features and skin perfectly inherited the genes of Lu Xiyan and An Ning; she was exquisitely beautiful.

He was deeply moved. If the Second Master were still alive and the Second Madam were to wake up, they would be overjoyed to see him.

......

The sound of running water in the bathroom stopped, and after a while, a man came out dressed in simple home clothes, casually drying his hair with a clean towel in his hand.

He heard a faint sound coming from the dressing room and walked over while drying his hair.

The door to the walk-in closet was open. As he walked to the door, he immediately saw a slender figure standing in front of the transparent glass cabinet door in the huge room.

She was standing with her back to the door, organizing clothes in front of the wardrobe.

A light beige long dress made her skin look very fair and her curves look perfect.

He stopped drying his hair, his gaze fixed on her figure.

When she bent down to pick up her clothes from her suitcase, the long skirt accentuated her curves, and the hem of the skirt rode up a bit, revealing a slender, fair leg.

She still has a great figure, just like she did four years ago.

Her hair is a little shorter than before, and with a few loose strands casually tied up, it adds a touch of gentleness.

The double-row, floor-to-ceiling glass cabinets faced the doorway. Anning looked up and saw the man standing there in a daze in the reflected glass.

She turned around, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Finished washing?"

She couldn't see his face clearly through the glass just now, but now that the man is walking in slowly, she can see him more clearly.

She looked at the man who walked up to her, and her smile deepened.

He shaved off the stubble that had sprouted a few days ago, revealing a clean and fair face. His short, black, choppy hair, washed and casually wiped, appeared slightly disheveled.

He was wearing a simple white T-shirt and light-colored trousers; the most ordinary clothes looked exceptionally good on him.

Lu Xiyan was tall and had a good physique. His back was straight and his waist was upright. No matter what clothes he wore, they looked good on him and stood out.

Lu Xiyan's gaze was also fixed on her. When their eyes met, he slightly raised the corners of his eyes, with a hint of a smile.

"What are you doing?"

His voice is magnetic and gentle.

Anning laughed and said, "Put the clothes inside."

Her suitcase lay to one side, containing her few clothes and some small items of clothing for An Xuan.

After bringing it over, she didn't let the maid tidy it up; instead, she started to organize it herself slowly and methodically.

Lu Xiyan's walk-in closet is very large, with a black and gold color scheme. The entire wardrobe has a transparent glass door, and the clothes hanging inside are neatly arranged and clearly visible.

He had a lot of clothes, but most of them were the same style: simple T-shirts, shirts in black and white, and a row of dark suits.

Such monochromatic clothes were extremely rare in Lu Xiyan's wardrobe four years ago.

Perhaps it was due to his personality, but back then Lu Xiyan was sunny and handsome, with a bright smile and an unruly charm, so his wardrobe contained all sorts of clothes, mostly casual wear.

Four years have shed his boyishness, making him more mature and composed.

An Ning hung up his clothes one by one. The soft colors intruded into his dark wardrobe, which seemed abrupt yet surprisingly suitable.

Especially when An-hsien's adorable little clothes were hung inside, the whole wardrobe came alive.

Lu Xiyan glanced over and felt as if his heart was filled with something warm, almost overflowing.

He asked, "Why don't you let them clean it up?"

As Anning turned to hang the clothes inside, her fingers brushed around their garments.

"When I left, I took my clothes down one by one; now I want to hang them up one by one."

She turned around, leaned against the cabinet door, and looked at Lu Xiyan. "It seems to represent that I once left your world, but now I'm back."

Lu Xiyan's deep eyes reflected her smiling face. He took a step forward, put his hands around her slender waist, turned around, and carried her to sit on the counter.

With his hands supporting him on either side of the stage, Lu Xiyan leaned down, encircling her in his arms. He tilted his head slightly, his jawline smooth.

"We've never been apart." He smiled, a beautiful smile playing on his lips.

An Ning lowered her eyes to meet his deep, clear gaze, and heard him say,

"As long as you love each other, you haven't really separated."

"So Ningning," Lu Xiyan leaned forward, their foreheads touching, and he stared at her pink lips as he whispered, "we've been in love for six years."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pressed his lips to hers, slowly and tenderly, their lips and teeth intertwining.

An Ning clung to his shoulders with both hands, her heart pounding wildly.

Suddenly, a hand gripped the back of her head, the gentle breath carrying a powerful possessiveness.

Lu Xiyan's seductive voice rubbed against her ear, "Concentrate, Xuanxuan is asleep."

An Ning finally relaxed, her heart filled with the fresh and pleasant scent of his shower, which made her feel incredibly at ease.