In the morning, Liwu and Weijun met outside the Shen manor. Madam Xu had invited Liwu over. It was not because her son had slept in his office, in the main house. It was not because his eyes were shadowed from sleeplessness. It was because they had guests.
Neither one spoke at first. The air was thick with unspoken words, with the memory of the kiss that had changed everything between them.
Finally, Liwu smiled faintly, her voice soft. "Long night, Sweet Rose?"
Weijun rubbed the back of his neck, sheepish, "You could say that." He pointed to her face. "You are wearing make up today.
Liwu's cheeks warmed. "We are getting commendations for solving the lily case and Jinling's case. Pictures will be taken."
Weijun nodded. He had received a memo on that and he was supposed to attend the ceremony. A part of him felt strangely disappointed that she was not wearing the make up for him.
