The next day, an unexpected spring rain cooled down the rising temperature in Hangzhou. By evening, the rain had stopped, and a rainbow of seven colors stretched across the sky. The golden glow of the setting sun spilled from the sky and sprinkled on the streets and alleys, making Hangzhou, reputed as a heavenly city, look like a fairyland.
In the city center of Hangzhou, Nalan Bao'er, dressed like a doll, was happily jumping on the trampoline in the corner of a KFC outlet. Many children of her age surrounded her, making her seem as precious as a princess.
Not far from the trampoline, Nalan Yongke, a man with a scholar-like manner, was looking at Nalan Bao'er playing with a happy smile. There were some chicken legs and wings in front of him, but he didn't touch any of them.
Nalan Xiangxiang, known as the Fragrant Lady, seemed uninterested in these nutritionally deficient junk food. She was elegantly sipping on a pomegranate juice from time to time.
