At the other end of the city.
In the pouring rain, a man stood ramrod straight, his military uniform already soaked through.
A drowned rat, truly a drowned rat!
He tilted his head slightly upwards, gazing at the window that radiated light, standing as still as if he were at attention.
Upstairs.
In the window, the slender figure of a woman hid by the side, her gaze, however, fixed on the man below—
She had seen with her own eyes how this man had climbed over the wall into the pouring rain to arrive in front of her small building.
This standstill lasted a full two hours.
Outside the Xing Mansion, layers upon layers of security cordoned off the area, and she was astonished at how he managed to bypass the guards and run in without being detected.
Two hours earlier, he had sent her a text message, simple and heartfelt, in keeping with Xie Mingcheng's character.
