The early morning wind gusted, whipping the tie on Chen Yuan's shirt. It was not a clear start to the new day; the sky was dim and heavy, like a gray canvas.
The air carried the damp scent of earth.
"If you leave early now, you should reach Tokyo by evening. Don't worry, I'll handle things here properly. You just need to bring Jiangg Yao back safely."
Jiangg Ning stood at the entrance of the small villa, a pair of slippers on her feet. Her body was wrapped in a brownish-gray overcoat.
She wore no makeup, her face clean and unadorned. Her uncombed hair was messy and tangled.
Chen Yuan, on the other hand, had gotten ready in just over ten minutes this morning. He wore a shirt and trousers, and it was worth noting that Jiangg Ning had tied his tie for him.
A sudden phone call had forced Chen Yuan to leave the warm, cozy bed he was reluctant to part with, get up, and quickly pack for Tokyo.
His schedule had been changed. A brief separation was unavoidable.
