Chapter 110 - No dinner, another day? _1

(There will be another public chapter later tonight, going live at midnight. Although I've published many times before, my heart still flutters with excitement and jitters. If any of you brothers and sisters are still awake by then, come and support the reading and monthly tickets~ Thank you all~)

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The monsoon season seems to have begun early this year. The stormy rain came without warning, filling the sky with a sheet of grey. Downpours resembling pearl-sized raindrops fell relentlessly, causing a constant thudding sound as they hit the windshield.

The windshield wipers swung wildly to and fro, even so, visibility was limited to only around ten meters. Yet, in the midst of all this, Yves King drove leisurely, taking in the pounding rain through the window, and catching the wind whipping the falling rain into waves.

Rainfall can be a good thing. Not only can it breathe life into nature, it also greatly refreshes the polluted air and restless rhythm caused by humans.