Your Grandma is Here
Editor: Atlas Studios
In the washroom, Shen Fanxing stood straight before a sink. Both of her fair hands were under the tap as the cold water flowed between her fingers.
She tried curling her fingers to hold the water, but the water continued to flow through the gaps between her fingers.
She smiled silently to herself. What should be gone could never be held onto.
Sighing softly, she cleaned away the wine stains on her gown.
Just as she walked out of the washroom, Shen Fanxing felt a breeze. She paused and turned around, and noticed a terrace not far away.
Rather than returning to the noise in the hall, she preferred to take a breather on the terrace.
A breeze blew across her with a tinge of coldness.
Tonight, she wore a really simple and elegant gown and it painted her as a capable and shrewd lady. She had a slender figure with perfect proportions. She carried herself with poise.