The night was dusky, silver moonlight spilling down from its high perch in the heavens.
Within the courtyard.
Li Che furrowed his brow and set down the wine cup in his hand.
Older brother's wife, Liu Chunming's face was somewhat darkened.
"Zhengran has not come home for two days now, and this has never happened before, so I'm worried that something may have happened to him..."
Zhang Ya hurried over, pulling Liu Chunming to sit down on a chair, comforting her while pouring tea.
Liu Chunming, upon seeing everyone, could no longer restrain the injustices and panic in her heart, and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes.
"Big sister-in-law, don't worry too much, maybe cousin has been delayed by something. Do you know what cousin was going to do before he didn't come home?" Li Che asked.