C433 Chapter 433

In the afternoon, the sunlight was just right.

Wan Qiqi leaned against the window of the quiet private room, staring blankly at the tightly shut “Guest From Eight-direction.”

She could understand Faang Ziming’s decision.

If people were gossiping not about the county magistrate’s work, but about a restaurant run by a woman, that would be a failure on his part