Feng Mian arrived back home before the sun set. The sky started to turn red when she stepped out of the car. Her eyes looked in the direction of the sunset. The sun itself was blocked by the tall buildings in the capital city, but the light still entered the city as the lamps started to light up one by one.
"Welcome back, Madam," Butler Lou opened the door. He noticed that Feng Mian was staring in the direction of the sunset. "Madam. If you like, you can go to the rooftop and see the view from there."
"Ah, maybe someday," Feng Mian replied with a smile. She walked inside and smelled the sweet smell of chicken soup. Her eyes lit up. "Is dinner ready?"
"Not yet, but Chef Lu is preparing it. President Zhang is coming home, so he asked us to prepare dinner."
"He's coming back?"
