The evening banquet at the Guo Family Compound did not conclude until very late.
Qian Guiming was already waiting by the car for Fang Yi, but waited and waited without catching a glimpse of Fang Yi.
The courtyard was bathed in moonlight, with a layer of clear radiance spread over the flowers, plants, and trees. In the slightly chilly night wind, a faint, lingering fragrance of flowers drifted through the air. It was quiet—utterly quiet. The fading nightscape silently and windingly extended along the tops of the walls.
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