20th April!
Clink!
"Here's your tea," Chen Yulan announced, placing the tea cup with an unadorned, plain demeanor in front of Zhang Wei.
It was morning, yet the garden of the villa buzzed unexpectedly with activity, brimming with life.
She then lingered nearby, her hands clasped in front of her, fingers intricately entwined in a dance of nervous anticipation.
Her gaze swept over the assembly, landing on familiar and unfamiliar faces alike, amidst the verdant splendor of the garden.
Encircling a round table, five individuals were seated, emanating an aura of power and influence that was evident, marking this gathering as one of the most consequential in this corner of the world.
"Your wife seems quite the opposite of you, doesn't she?" Zhang Hongyan remarked, her eyes narrowing slightly as she observed Chen Yulan's entwined fingers, betraying a storm of hidden anxieties.
