Chapter 1: Lychee Whiskey Jiangcheng’s spring nights were always damp and windy. At dusk, the sky was shrouded in a dense, misty hue. When the breeze passed through, it was like an ink painting slowly unfolding. Suddenly, the night wind pushed open the half-closed carved wooden window of the antique appraisal studio. The gust lifted ...
Chapter 1: Lychee Whiskey Jiangcheng’s spring nights were always damp and windy. At dusk, the sky was shrouded in a dense, misty hue. When the breeze passed through, it was like an ink painting slowly unfolding. Suddenly, the night wind pushed open the half-closed carved wooden window of the antique appraisal studio. The gust lifted the edges of a brittle, faded parchment on the table—its texture so fragile it seemed like it would crumble to dust at any moment. Luckily, Tan Zhuo pressed it down just in time to stop it from flying away. Faint traces of writing could still be seen— It was a marriage contract. The coarse texture of the paper under her fingertips made Tan Zhuo exhale softly. Feeling the chill creep in, she slowly wrapped the milky white shawl tighter around herself. A few mess
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