As the sunset's afterglow bathed the city's skyline, the clouds on the horizon got tinged with golden edges, and the evening's tranquility quietly descended.
In a certain residential area of the city.
The Xie family home.
In the living room.
Yang Xinrou, dressed in soft loungewear, was gently sitting on the colorful carpet, sharing a "motherly love and filial piety" moment with her daughter, building a dream castle block by block.
"Tiantian, you're really a little architect, great job!"
Whenever Tiantian placed a block, Yang Xinrou would give her praise, causing Tiantian's little face to sparkle with pride.
Just as this warm moment was flowing...
The gentle sound of the door opening and Xie Jiahao's tender greeting intertwined: "Honey, Tiantian, I'm home..."
"Husband, you're back..."
A gentle smile flickered in Yang Xinrou's eyes. She looked up towards the door and softly responded.
Almost at the same moment...
