In the main hall of the second floor of the small building, she perceived the sadness emanating from the zither music. It reminded her of Nalan Xiangxiang, who despite carrying a child, was perpetually gloomy. A tear escaped, tracing a lonely promenade down her face.
The following moment... Before she had a chance to wipe the tear tracks from her face, she saw a young man bandaged entered the hall, looking perplexed and full of surprise.
While she had been informed of a distinguished guest named Chen Fan's arrival at the Nalan family, due to reasons related to his identity, she had not met him yet and was unaware of Chen Fan's appearance.
"Who are you?"
Her surprise intermixed with bewilderment, she asked without finding the time to wipe her tears.
