Restaurant.
The shopkeeper and the waiter stood at the door, constantly peeking out and dripping with cold sweat.
"Why hasn't Madam Boss returned yet?"
"If I'd known, I would have gone with Madam Boss. What do we do now? She went out to buy a red candle, but why hasn't she come back yet?"
Both were anxious and restless.
With the wedding imminent, the newlywed Madam disappeared after stepping out once. The two stood at the door, filled with regret, wishing they had insisted on accompanying her.
*
At this moment, Ji Xiaoyuan received a secret letter from his subordinate.
The candlelight flickered, reflecting the sharpness of his brows and eyes. His fingertips brushed across the page's edge, smoothing the layers of creases on it, yet he didn't unfold it.
Investigating Su Zhiruan's identity was something he had ordered long ago. Although he had retired from his military duties, the vigilance honed from years of battle wouldn't allow him to completely trust a stranger.
