When the sun rises in the early morning and sets in the evening, those are the two times when Lanwan Mountain is bathed in the most beautiful golden hues; even the winter scenery of Lanwan Mountain can be called unparalleled.
When Fu Han first became interested in photography, she would often carry her camera around the mountain during these times and then stay up late into the night to edit her pictures.
Whenever this happened, He Xing, who might also be working or studying late into the night, would have a sumptuous supper prepared for him; the reason He Xing remembered this so vividly was because if Fu Han didn't stay up, the old master of the He Family definitely wouldn't remember to prepare a midnight snack for He Xing.
Thinking of this, He Xing couldn't help but smile to himself. He took a deep breath as he watched the car slowly drive into the He Family's villa compound.
