The next day, it was raining.
A thin layer of white mist lingered around the garden of yunhuang No. 1's Manor. The drizzling rain shuttled back and forth, and the entire building seemed to be situated in a Fairyland deep in the mountains.
When ning Qing went downstairs, Nian lie was already eating breakfast at the dining table.
His hand was leaning on the table, and the sleeves of his neatly ironed shirt were casually rolled up, revealing his strong and powerful arms. The expensive watch on his wrist reflected a faint light with his movements.
Seeing her come down, Nian lie said something to the servant.
“……”
She walked over slowly, her sharp index finger pointing at the seat beside him in an elegant manner.
"Come here."
Ning Qing sat down hesitantly.
The servant brought her breakfast. Seeing that she wasn't moving, Nian Jin turned to her and asked, " you don't like Western food? "
Ning Qing shook her head. No.