Upon hearing this, Nan Wan paused her playful actions with the child and turned her head to look at him.
Unlike the scorching summer days, the sunlight in this season seemed to be filtered through a finely woven mesh, warm but without aggression.
It had rained last night, making the light even softer.
Though the old Mu Family residence wasn't located in the city, it wasn't exactly remote either, surrounded by a sporadic collection of villas.
The roadsides were lined with French plane trees, each as thick as two people, creating a perfect shady pathway in summer.
In winter, however, the scene was bleak with leaves falling, leaving only branches to block a few rays of sunlight.
As the car moved, scattered beams of light fell through the windows, etching the man's chiseled profile. His deep features remained handsome, but... his brows were slightly furrowed.
Nan Wan blinked her eyes.
Really? This jealousy came out of nowhere.
