The next day, the sun shone brightly.
In the early winter, Yassavion City had a classical beauty to it. Many of its buildings carried over from the Middle Ages, and with a hint of winter chill, it was easy to fall under the illusion of being transported back in time.
Ning Xia rose quite early, and stood on the balcony to appreciate the scenery for a while. Then she took out her phone, snapped a lovely photo, opened WeChat, and sent it to Little Crybaby, "Good morning, little darling."
Two seconds later, Little Crybaby sent back a sticker of a little figure making a heart with its hands.
A smile touched her eyes, washing away some of the oppression in her heart. She put away her phone and turned to go back to the living room.
Su Zaozao just came out of her room and, seeing that Ning Xia was ready, smiled and said, "Let's go have breakfast at the restaurant, and then we'll head up to the conference room for the meeting."
