Mu Wanqing was playing with the children. When she turned her head around, her face was still adorned with a joyous and bright smile.
The morning light slanted through the balcony, reflected on the clean floor, and cast upon the woman's eyes and brows.
Wen Zhan saw clearly as the sunlight danced at the corners of her eyes and the tips of her brows, its brilliance captivating and soul-stirring.
"What did you say?" Mu Wanqing didn't catch it and looked up to ask.
But the man was dumbfounded for a full two or three seconds before he snapped back to reality, repeating, "I asked when you plan to return to Xu Town."
"Uh..." Mu Wanqing thought about the date and said to the man, "I plan on going back today, since the weather has been good these past two days."
Moreover, she felt that Yang Cuizhu was still in Chong City yesterday; it couldn't be such a coincidence that she would return to Xu Town today, right?
She didn't want to meet that woman again.