Wang Yi actually started getting nervous. There was just over half a month left before she was going to marry Chen Yin. Even though she'd been dating Chen Yin for so long, now that they were really about to get married, she still felt a bit on edge.
Jiang Xiao was affected by her and gradually began to feel that kind of bridal jitters and anticipation too.
The days passed like this, and finally, at dusk that day, Ding Haijing and Guan Tiezhu returned to the Capital City with Si Huzi, dusty and travel‑worn.
As soon as they stepped into the yard, Jiang Xiao, who was trimming flower branches, looked over, and Ding Haijing immediately gave her a hard, emphatic nod.
"It's her. It's the person you're looking for."
"Huh?" Jiang Xiao was startled; the pruning shears in her hand almost slipped and stabbed the top of her foot.
"Careful."
Ding Haijing pointed at the shears in her hand. "Put those down first, put them down."
Watching what she'd just done had given him a scare.
