The Capital's spring festival is far from as peaceful as it appears on the surface.
On the fourth day of the new year, Jiang Muwan received a call from Fu Jing in her sleep, the words on the other side were urgent and slightly low: "You might need to come out for a bit."
"Why?" Jiang Muwan asked, losing most of her sleepiness upon hearing Fu Jing's words.
She woke up a little clearer.
"I saw Wa Yue'an with Li Mu."
Jiang Muwan was slightly stunned.
"Where?"
"Top floor café of the international mall."
Jiang Muwan suddenly threw off her quilt and got up, in such a rush that she felt all her blood rushing to her head.
She staggered slightly at the bedside, nearly losing her balance.
Jiang Muwan's mind wavered momentarily, and she tightened her grip on the phone.
Suddenly, she felt that even if she went over now, she might not be able to catch anything.
After steadying herself for a few minutes, she calmed her emotions.
....
At the top floor café of the international mall.
