The temperature on the mountain was cool in the morning.
It's a bit lower than in the city center.
Nearing noon, Ying Jing changed into a thin dress, the bright color as vivid as a sunflower under the burning sun.
Wherever she walked, she became a beautiful sight in herself.
A luxury car raced swiftly on the road toward Yanshan.
The man in the back seat focused on the documents in his hands.
Xie Weisi was babbling in the passenger seat.
After dropping off Ying Jing yesterday, Xie Weisi turned around and made a bet in the group with a few people. He bet on how many days Wen Fucheng could last before going to see Ying Jing.
There weren't many people in the group.
It was established by Xie Weisi during Wen Fucheng and Ying Jing's grand wedding; these bossy types were usually busy with their own affairs, occasionally chatting a bit.
Ying Zenan was the first to bet that Wen Fucheng wouldn't last two days before going to find Ying Jing.
