Gu Wenheng had just squeezed through the crowd when Ming Feng and Jiang Milie rushed over.
"Master, hurry and give the bags to us." The two each tugged at a side of the luggage, wanting to take the heavy load into their own hands.
Gu Wenheng followed their momentum and unloaded all the bags strapped to his body. "Are you two the only ones here?"
Ming Feng shook his head. "No, Madam and the Eldest Young Master are waiting in the carriage."
Once the two servants hoisted the bags onto their shoulders, Gu Wenheng vanished from their sight in an instant.
Not daring to delay, they sprinted toward the carriage parked in the back, carrying the luggage.
"Why did you come out here?" Gu Wenheng lifted the curtain and saw Jin Qianqian holding their child, looking at him with a smile.
"Dad!" Luo Luo threw his arms wide open and tried to lunge forward. Startled, Jin Qianqian quickly scooped him back into her arms. "You little rascal. If you fall and hurt yourself, you'll be crying again."
