The middle-aged man looked to be about forty. With a swarthy complexion and mud still clinging to his uniform, he wore a bright, joyful smile on his face.
Ling Zihan walked into the kitchen and, spotting Fu Yurou at a glance, introduced her with a gaze full of tenderness: "Uncle Liu, this is my wife, Fu Yurou."
Fu Yurou quickly stood up and greeted him with a smile: "Hello, Uncle Liu."
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