The deep autumn in Aus City may not bring bone-chilling winds, but the air already carries a flow of cold currents.
Ye Rui, wearing only a thin coat, stands in the night wind at this moment, shivering against an old and towering tree, unsure whether it is the cold or her blood that has chilled to the extreme.
To her surprise, the doors of the Ji Family residence are tightly shut, and Leng Shaoqing stands at the doorway, apparently turned away.
Ye Rui had been blocked from view by a car and hadn't noticed until now; rubbing her eyes, she finally sees Leng Shaoqing, dressed in a black jacket, smoking in front of the door.
The hallway lights of the Ji family are dazzling, obviously someone is home, but why is he standing outside?
Leng Shaoqing smokes another two cigarettes, his side profile appearing somewhat decadent. After a good while, a woman who looks like a maid comes out. Their voices are not loud, but Ye Rui still pricks up her ears to listen.
