The Fu residence.
A black sedan pulled to a smooth stop in the driveway.
The car door opened, revealing a familiar, elegant face.
"Miss Tang," said Zhang Sao, "it's been a long time."
Tang Qian offered a polite smile. "It has, Zhang Sao. Is Shiting home?"
Zhang Sao nodded. "Mr. Fu has been waiting for you ever since your call this morning."
Tang Qian nodded, satisfied.
Then, another woman stepped
















