The Rivers residence was an old residence, where many of the parasol trees were older than Serenity. Even though it was the scorching hot season, they still stood proudly.
The sunlight shone through the gaps and cast mottled spots of light on the tree-lined path, like copper coins in ancient times.
Serenity sat on the wide windowsill with a book in her hands. As she was in her room, she was dressed very casually. She wore a pink tank top and shorts. Her black hair was tied into a bun, revealing her small and flawless fair face. She looked like an underage girl due to her youthful aura.
Her foot was still injured so it was inconvenient for her to move. That was why she decided to stay in her room for a week to read. For meals, food was sent to her room by the servants. Without much else to do, reading was the best medicine to pass the time.
