"Of course, I’m your Uncle Zirui’s girlfriend, he wouldn’t dare lie to me."

The little guy nodded, then softly sighed, "Ah—too bad Uncle Zirui isn’t here. Otherwise, with him and Dad together, they would definitely be able to rescue Mom quickly."

"Yeah." Xu Xia sighed just like him, "That darn Uncle Zirui, he slipped away this time. When he gets back from training, we’ll give him a good talking to, okay?"

Worried that the little guy was upset, Xu Xia tried hard to act cute to cheer him up.

"But, Uncle Zirui is so impressive. What if we can’t beat him?" Luo Jun, being a child at heart, was easily distracted, shifting his focus to Leng Zirui.

"Godmother has practiced Taekwondo, you know? Besides, aren’t you here too? Two against one, it’s definitely our win."

"But..." Luo Jun remained hesitant, then sighed in a little adult’s tone, "Actually, it’s not Uncle Zirui’s fault either. Mom said they have to follow orders, it’s also ’deep, oily chicken’."

Deep, oily chicken?!

Xu Xia didn’t react immediately, but a moment later she understood he meant "no choice," and laughed while hugging the little guy.

"My dear son, you’re so adorable. When Uncle Zirui comes back, I have to tell him this ’deep, oily chicken’ story."

As she laughed, the smile on Xu Xia’s face froze.

Leng Zirui, that guy, I wonder how he’s doing now?

Unsure about how his training is going, they’ve been using real weapons, would he get hurt...

Bah, bah, bah!

What getting hurt? What nonsense am I thinking?

How could that man possibly get hurt? Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!

Repeating it over and over in her mind, Xu Xia’s gaze naturally fell on that Rainbow Bracelet, and her longing grew wildly like weeds.

"Godmother, are you missing Uncle Zirui?" Luo Jun, with a knowing glance, guessed.

"You little rascal..." Xu Xia rolled her eyes at him, "Can’t hide anything from you."

That person has only left for a few days. Why does she feel as if she hasn’t seen him in a lifetime?!

...

...

Achoo—

Achoo—

In the forest, Leng Zirui sneezed again, rubbed his nose, and murmured, "Wife, I know you miss me, but now’s not the time. I’ll respond to you once I finish what I’m doing later!"

Focusing on rubbing his nose, he didn’t notice the vine underfoot, causing him to stumble and hastily grab a tree to steady himself.

Noticing a vine that was clearly cut with a knife beside him, he stood up straight, picked up the vine, and observed it carefully. The cut vine was still fresh, clearly cut not long ago.

Leng Zirui had been looking for Leng Zimo and their traces, and now he finally found them.

"My dear wife, you’re simply an Angel, always guiding me to the right path when I’m lost!"

Lately, Leng Zirui realized he and Leng Zimo had landed ashore with only his men. Realizing they must have parted ways by mistake, he immediately turned around, following the traces of walked paths towards the direction of the front island.

Big brother, oh big brother, you must slow down a bit so I can catch up with you!

Silently praying, Leng Zirui pushed his running speed to the limit.