Without everyone notice, a little swallow bird nestles on the window frame and the little bird peeks from behind the window grille there a weird glint on the bird iris but no one could see it without looking closer. Meanwhile, inside the room Qian Mu Ting and Yang Qiong Yan sit opposite each other. Yang Qiong yan pours a cup of wine from the porcelain flask.
Her hand clasped together under her sleeve even though she look calmed but her heart is beating like a drum, if anyone knew she has a secret meeting with a man who knew what other rumor would spread in the city, this is a risky move but she has no other choice.
"Don't worry no one would know you were here" Yang Qiong Yang push the wincup gently in front of her.
