It was late August 2008, the sky clear and the weather fine.
But this fine weather had nothing to do with Jiang Muwan.
She stood in Gu Jiangnian's restroom, combing her messy hair and straightening her clothes in the mirror. Her fair complexion bore no trace of emotion, as if the woman who had just experienced an intimate encounter wasn't her.
It was as if the person who had just matched wits with Gu Jiangnian wasn't her either.
Downstairs, Yu Se encountered the Jiang Family patriarch by chance; the two stood across from each other, separated by a car. Yu Se nodded at the elder as a mark of respect for the younger generation, then approached with a limited edition Hermès in hand.
Stopping a few steps away, she spoke with humility, "Regardless of whether this is true or not, I'd like to apologize on Jiangnian's behalf to the Jiang Family elder first."
Yu Se's preemptive move was perfectly timed.
As a junior, bowing her head first was not a disgrace.
