The trip to the Nan Gong mansion took a little less than an hour by train, as Zhao Yan promised. Upon reaching home, a kindly couple emerged to greet their daughter. Trailing behind them was a girl who resembled Zhao Yan greatly. Dressed simply in a brightly colored dress, her fashion sense was closer to Zhao Yan's than the flashier Ji Yan. Unlike both her sisters, Yue Jian left her long hair untied, allowing the strands to drift freely in the breeze. She also hugged her sister warmly, happy to see her again.
"Zhao Yan, where is Ji Yan?"
The middle-aged man, who I guessed was the father, but Zhao Yan merely shook her head.
"Ji Yan has other appointments today. She is out shopping today."
"I see…she's going out with her friends, huh?"
The woman smiled kindly as she accepted Zhao Yan's reply. Then she frowned, a look of concern coming over her face.
"What about you, Zhao Yan? Have you made any friends yet?"
