The night breeze blew, and she couldn't help but sneeze, forcing herself to perk up. The weather had recently changed, getting colder, especially at night. The wind against her skin felt almost like a blade slicing through her.
"Jiayi," Xia Tingxuan had cooked a late-night snack with Auntie Li, and was now bringing in some sweet soup for her daughter. Seeing that the room was empty, she walked to the balcony door and called out.
Jiayi was lost in thought and almost let her phone slip from her grasp at her mother's call. Regaining her composure, she walked into the room.
Xia Tingxuan noticed her daughter's distraction and glanced at the phone in her hand. "Is it Yixiao looking for you?"
Jiayi reacted as if someone had touched a delicate subject she'd rather keep hidden, "Yeah, I had the Huo Family's secretary send him an invitation. He just replied with a message saying he received it."
