By the time Qin Rulan, Mrs. Qin, and Mrs. Fu arrived at the Yellow Garden, the sky had already begun to change colors.
The setting sun spilled its golden light across the horizon, gliding over the sea of yellow blossoms that surrounded the villa. The flowers swayed gently in the evening breeze, their vibrant petals catching the sunlight and making the entire place shimmer like a dreamland. From a distance, it looked as though the villa had been built inside a golden ocean.
Qin Rulan's heart raced faster with every step closer. She clutched the fruit basket in her hand tightly, her palms damp with sweat. This was the first time she was going to see Fu Jingrong again after so many years. Her mind kept replaying the image of him from their college days—tall, aloof, and impossibly handsome. Just the thought of meeting him now, in such an intimate setting, made her cheeks flush and her pulse beat erratically.
