Li Jain did not bring the children through the tavern door, the crowd outside was still too noisy, and the guests inside were also curious. If he entered in like this, he wouldn't leave any time soon and besides, he doesn't even know the person that came. He and the children entered through the backdoor instead.
The moment they stepped into the living room, the triplets froze. Even the older ones paused instinctively, their expressions showing a mixture of confusion, surprise, and deep thought all at once.
Right in front of them, a woman was sitting at the side table as if she belonged there.
She wore heavy makeup, her lips a glossy red, her brows drawn sharply, her cheeks powdered until they looked porcelain smooth.
A jeweled hairpin held up half her hair, and the other half spilled down her shoulders in waves. In her hand was a small spoon, and in front of her sat a delicate dessert bowl, snowy cream topped with crushed candied petals.
