The butler has been following Ling Chuan for four years.
Exactly during the days she was absent.
That's why she hasn't met the butler, and the butler doesn't know her.
Of course, she can't explain why she knows.
It's almost sunset, and Ling Chuan hasn't appeared yet.
An Ziqing sits alone by the water pool at the back of the mountain, watching the ripples stirred up by the wind in the pool.
She's quite afraid of the sun setting.
After it sets, both Ling Chuan and Li Xian will return.
How should she face them?
Just thinking about it feels melancholic.
"An Ziqing!!!" Someone calls her from behind.
An Ziqing turns around to see the person, frowns slightly, and stands up to call out, "Miss Ling."
Ling Chuan's house is quite large.
But somehow she encounters Ling Rou.
Ling Rou strides over, pointing at her, "Why are you at my brother's house!! Don't you have any shame! Speak! What are you here for! Don't even think about seducing my brother! He's way out of your league!"
