Ning Xueyan did not return right away but went to the teahouse of the Ming Manor. But Ming Yuanhua was not there and she was free, so she simply asked for a box and sat in it, drinking tea quietly and pondering things.

Mother Chen had told her lots of things, but she could not think them through in a short time. She had been feeling that she seemed to have neglected something important in them.

Sitting at the window with her thin, curved brows knitted, she was ...