In the evening, Li Jun sent a message, saying he'd have to work late and couldn't come home to have dinner with her.
Zong Yue stood in the kitchen, looking at the various ingredients on the Glazed Pavilion counter, and unsurprisingly, started putting them back in the fridge.
He's the South Sea Secretary-General, situations like this happen often.
Zong Yue cooked herself a bowl of noodles, took a couple of bites, then heavily put down her chopsticks.
In less than half an hour, Zong Yue had her luggage packed, sitting in the living room, she replied to Li Jun's WeChat.
Yue You Find Peace: Brother Jun, I'm planning to go to the Imperial Capital tonight, be back tomorrow.
The message was sent for a while without a response, Zong Yue habitually sent a [smiley face] emoji, then grabbed her luggage and left the King's Bay Villa.
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The January in the Imperial Capital was biting cold.
