Meeting

Qinghe entered, cradling a flat box in both hands, and gently placed it beside Xie Ning. Xie Ning didn't look up until she finished writing the last character for "wind." She then asked, "What is this?"

"An invitation to meet."

Xie Ning's brows furrowed slightly, "From the Xie family again?"

Qinghe suppressed a smile, "You'll know once you see it." She nudged the box closer to Xie Ning.

Xie Ning unlatched the clasp and opened the box.

All these invitations were the same: grey covers with green edges, and identical formats. She didn't need to read the beginning; she could go straight to the invited guest's name.

"...Madam Lin Han..."

It took Xie Ning a while to realize who Madam Lin Han was. She scrutinized the invitation from beginning to end, her gaze ultimately resting on the three characters for "Lin Han."

Qinghe watched with amusement as Xie Ning suddenly stood up, startling her. She quickly rushed forward to steady Xie Ning.