Gu Chaoyan did not look any different. She looked distant yet attractive.
She was still wearing a plain white dress, because the weather had suddenly become cold, and it was probably still snowing outside. Therefore, she was wearing a fox fur cloak, which was made of white fox fur, and looked extraordinarily beautiful. This cloak must have been given by Lord Huai, since not even the aristocratic family could get such a cloak before. It seemed that only Lord Huai was capable of thinking of this idea.
She had changed a bit since the last time they met. She had become more skinny than before, probably because of the cold weather, or because Lord Huai had not taken good care of her.
She felt his pulse with her slightly cold fingers.
That was probably the shortest distance that could exist between them.
