C280 Chapter 280

The sunlight was warm, and a light breeze drifted through the street.

Wan Ziyan stood in a plain robe by the roadside, speaking calmly with a young man. His eyes, though, slid past him and settled on the entrance of the Fragrant Tea Pavilion.

Their gazes met.

Wan Qiqi was a little surprised—yet not really.

Wan Ziyan was the kind of person who knew right from wrong