The business wasn't meant to be interfered with,
But they were arguing on who is who,
And countless other arguments that were firing up,
Everything doesn't make sense for now.
***
THE YEAR 1904, a century away from the present time.
"I thought you'll just hang along at the town. We agreed to that, so how come you're here? Trying to meddle with my business?" Althea snapped at him. She knuckled her fists. It was her time to discover her powers and charm inside her, but Qing Long interfered once again.
It was screaming right at her nose that she can't do anything. If she helped him, nothing will happen. And that was the most acceptable reason for her not to come back to her normal life. As a writer and as a lonely being roaming around Shanghai.
