Grandpa Sun sat in the quiet confines of his bedroom, gazing tenderly at a photograph of his late wife. Tears cascaded down his cheeks as he delicately traced the contours of her image. In a soft whisper, he expressed his regret, "I am sorry, my dear wife. I am sorry you never got to see this moment. Our baby girl is back home. She has a son, our grandson."

Emotions overwhelmed Grandpa Sun, and the reunion with Sun Lixia had stirred a poignant longing for his departed wife. In that solitary moment, surrounded by memories and the weight of time, he allowed himself to feel the bittersweet joy of family restored and the ache of a presence dearly missed.

As Grandpa Sun sat immersed in memories, a wave of emotion surged within him. Regret clung to his heart, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that he had given up too soon in his search for Sun Lixia. The weight of guilt pressed on him, thinking that perhaps, with a bit more persistence, he could have reunited with his daughter while his wife was still alive.

Grandpa Sun grappled with the notion that he had been a father who, at one point, had let go of hope. The ache of being unable to change the past gnawed at him. However, in the face of this emotional turmoil, he was determined to make amends. Despite the lost time, he vowed to show Sun Lixia the depth of his love and devotion, a commitment that extended beyond the regrets of yesteryears.

In a moment of clarity, an idea illuminated Grandpa Sun’s mind. Swiftly grabbing his phone, he dialed a number. The person on the other end greeted him with a simple "evening." Grandpa Sun responded, "Evening. Can you come by tomorrow? I’d like to discuss some changes in my will."

The person, recognizing the gravity of the request, inquired, "Your will, sir?" Grandpa Sun affirmed, "Yes. I’ll explain everything tomorrow, but please make sure that this stays between us. No one should know about the changes." The lawyer agreed, "Okay, will be there by 10 am." Grandpa Sun expressed his gratitude, and with that, the call ended.

A small smile played on Grandpa Sun’s lips as he contemplated the decisions he had just set in motion. Acknowledging that his daughter was now a grown woman, he recognized that his role had shifted to being a guardian for his grandson. Determined to ensure fairness, he aimed to secure an equal inheritance for his grandson alongside the rest of his grandchildren.

Satisfied with his decision, Grandpa Sun prepared to retire for the night, feeling a newfound sense of purpose and a burden lifted from his shoulders.

As Grandpa Sun retired for the night, Sun Weilong, in his own villa, sat in his study with a notebook in hand. He meticulously noted down various details, planning for a successful banquet to welcome his sister home. The housekeeper entered and suggested, "Sir, I think you need to rest now. I’m sure your sister will be happy with anything."

Sun Weilong responded with determination, "I will rest soon, but you know Sun Lixia is the only daughter in the Sun family in almost 100 years. The Sun family has been giving birth to sons over the years. So, Sun Lixia is the princess of the Sun family; she deserves only the best."

The old housekeeper chuckled, pointing out, "You do understand that she is a grown woman now, right?" Sun Weilong conceded, "Yes, yes, I know. But that doesn’t mean she can’t have the best. Everyone should know that the princess has returned home. It’s going to be extravagant."

The housekeeper shook her head and said, "I will bring you a cup of tea." Sun Weilong expressed his gratitude, "I would love that, thank you." As the housekeeper left the study, Sun Weilong continued with his elaborate planning for the grand celebration.

Sun Weilong continued jotting down details and even went to the extent of finding contact numbers online for various services. He intended to call and visit these places the following morning. The return of his sister had reignited a spark in Sun Weilong that he hadn’t felt since his wife was still alive. The prospect of reuniting with family and creating a warm welcome for Sun Lixia seemed to infuse him with newfound energy.

As he worked on the preparations, memories of the past and the anticipation of the future mingled in his mind. Sun Weilong was determined to make this homecoming a memorable event for Sun Lixia, ensuring that mevery detail reflected the significance of her return to the Sun family.

Meanwhile Agent 17, with his striking features, smoothly navigated through the airport, catching the attention of onlookers. Hailing a cab, he closed his eyes during the ride, absentmindedly playing with the strings of beads on his left wrist—a habit he had developed long ago, perhaps as a way to calm his nerves before embarking on a mission.

The anticipation in the air was palpable as Agent 17 prepared himself mentally for the task ahead in the bustling city of Shanghai. Little did he know that his mission would intertwine with the intricate web of the Sun family’s affairs, setting the stage for unforeseen twists and turns.

At the hospital, Zhang Mei and the rest of the group had left, leaving Sun Lixia alone to keep watch over Li Chen’s bedside. The hospital room was filled with a soft glow from the muted lights, creating a serene atmosphere that belied the tension Sun Lixia felt. She sat by Li Chen, her eyes never leaving his face, her thoughts a whirlwind of concern and determination.

The beeping of the monitoring equipment provided a steady background rhythm, a reminder of the fragility of the moment. Sun Lixia couldn’t shake the feeling that they were on the brink of something significant, something that would test the strength of their newly reunited family. As she stared at Li Chen, a mix of emotions washed over her—love, protectiveness, and a lingering sense of mystery surrounding her son’s life.

In the quiet hospital room, Sun Lixia found herself reflecting on the challenges ahead, knowing that she needed to be not only a caring mother but also a vigilant protector. The uncertainty of the future hung in the air, but she was resolved to face it head-on for the sake of her son.

In that sudden moment, Li Chen’s eyes snapped open, and a scream echoed through the room. Sun Lixia, alarmed, rushed to his side, gripping his hand with worry evident in her eyes. "What’s wrong? Are you okay?" she asked urgently, hitting the panic button and calling for the doctors.

A swift response followed as a doctor and a nurse hurried into the room, attending to Li Chen. The doctor reassured Sun Lixia, "He’s physically fine, ma’am. It appears he was startled awake by a nightmare."

"A nightmare?" Sun Lixia echoed, concern etched across her face.

"Yes, it’s quite normal in cases like this. He seems to be much better now," the doctor explained before leaving the room.

Exhaling a breath she didn’t realize she was holding, Sun Lixia turned back to Li Chen, whose voice was hoarse as he assured, "I’m fine, Mom. Don’t worry."

Her worry transformed into relief, and she smiled gently. "You scared me there for a moment."

Li Chen managed a small, reassuring smile. "I’m sorry, Mom. I didn’t mean to."

Squeezing his hand, Sun Lixia expressed her gratitude that he was okay. "I’m just glad you’re fine. If you ever want to talk about it, I’m here for you." As the room settled, the bond between mother and son deepened, both finding strength in their shared journey.

Li Chen insisted, "You have to go home and rest, Mom. I’m actually better now." Sun Lixia hesitated, but Li Chen continued, "Have you eaten? Have you taken a bath?" Sun Lixia teased, "Is that your way of telling me that I stink?" Li Chen playfully pinched his nose, saying, "Now that you mention it." They shared a laugh, and Sun Lixia conceded, "Fine, I get your point. If you need something, just call out. There’s someone outside. I’ll go and take a shower and come back."

Li Chen reassured her, "Don’t worry, Mom. I’ll be fine."

Sighing, Sun Lixia smiled, "I guess you are a grown man now."

Li Chen grinned, "Just go, Mom."

As Sun Lixia left, her mind was filled with thoughts about Li Chen’s sudden scream. It worried her, but she decided to inquire about it once he was discharged. The bond between them, forged through years of separation and shared challenges, remained resilient.

Li Chen watched his mother walk out, exhaling as he began a conversation with the God of War. "What happened back there?" he asked.

The God of War replied, "I don’t know, but there’s a strong force that keeps fighting to take over."

"I almost died," Li Chen remarked.

The God of War corrected him, "No, you actually died."

Perplexed, Li Chen questioned, "I died? But I’m here talking to you."

The God of War explained, "You died, but you were actually brought back. I don’t know how to explain it either, okay?"

Li Chen absorbed this revelation, the gravity of the situation settling in as he grappled with the idea of his own death and miraculous return.