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"Heng'er, you're here," Yun Xiu greeted as she opened the door, smiling gently.
On the thirtieth night, she wore a red dress embroidered with golden trimmings, standing on the ground where snow hadn't yet melted, against the dim glow of the twilight, radiant and peerless.
"I've come at your invitation," Zhou Heng said with a smile, then walked in with Yun Xiu.
Yun Xiu's family home was clearly refurbished.
It was different from when Zhou Heng had previously visited.
Compared to before, the courtyard now had a rockery and a small lake, and a pavilion had been built. Although the area wasn't large, it was also quite elegant.
The overall style was delicate and soft.
It must have been Yun Xiu's handiwork.
—She had returned to Huangtong Mansion City before, and it wouldn't have been difficult for her to renovate her family home.