Xia Yuan rode off on horseback, and Lin Yuan's carriage arrived at the General Mansion's gate on its heels.
Assisted by Shui Xian as she stepped down from the carriage, Lin Yuan hadn't even entered the gate when she saw Xia Zheng grinning foolishly at her from the doorway, with the morning sun shining on his face, making him particularly handsome.
"You're here?" Xia Zheng came over and nudged her with his mouth, "Look, the old man just left. He heard you were coming and dawdled on and on because he insisted on seeing you."
Following Xia Zheng's gaze, Lin Yuan indeed saw the blurred figure of Xia Yuan leaving and couldn't help but ask, "What does he want to see me for?"
At that, Xia Zheng laughed, reached up to smooth her hair that the carriage curtain had tousled, and said with a smile, "Just curious! His dearly beloved, prideful little son hasn't come home for an entire year because of you; of course, he had to see for himself what paragon you are."
