Chapter 15 Welcome Home
The next month, Chen Yinian guarded me like a dog with a bone.
At month’s end, my colleague called—the Project was ours.
When my lease ended and I moved into the Villa, another call came from the police.
Su Yong got fifteen years to life for drug trafficking.
Because of domestic violence and failure to fulfill parental duties, my household registration was removed from the Su family.
I became independent.
Chen Yinian was holding my hand as we stepped into the Villa.
The home we’d shared for four years.
Nothing had changed.
My plants had grown, but even the entrance slippers were the same.
Tears threatened again.
He glanced over, pinched my nose with mock disgust.
“Save the crying for bed.”
The tears vanished.
I ran inside, spun around happily.
Sunlight poured in.
I turned and met his smiling eyes.
“Chen Yinian, welcome me home.”
He tried to suppress his grin, failed, dipped his head and smiled wide.
“Welcome home.”