Morning, the sky was veiled in a thin mist, and the air was filled with a damp chill. Autumn rain fell like fine silk, tapping against the windows with a crisp sound.
The scenery outside the window blurred in the rain, and leaves swirled down in the gentle breeze.
Chi Wan stretched her waist, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes. She recalled the lavish dinner specially prepared for her last night, the sudden shift in attitude from Song Wenbin and Fu Ping, and the aunt from Jing City whom Fu Ping had mentioned.
Chapter 80