Tang Wan sat on the wicker chair by the window, holding a pen and paper. Given her current pregnancy, it wasn't convenient for her to spend long hours doing Cyan Feather work, but sketching designs was always manageable.
The sheer curtain brushed past her, and the sunlight, like shattered gold, suddenly floated in, enveloping her.
Dazed, Jiang Jinsang was reminded of the first time he met her.
It was a day after the rain, nowhere near as clear and pleasant as today.
But the breeze blew, and inexplicably...
made him feel a bit restless.
"You finished work?" Tang Wan turned her head to look at him. Pregnant, she dressed simply, her face was fair, only the sunlight left a blush on her face.
A rouge hue, delicate and charming.
"Yes." Jiang Jinsang closed the door, "How are you feeling today?"
"Pretty good. Is everyone here?"
"Third brother and sister-in-law might still be working, but everyone else is here."
