C786 Question

The rain kept falling, as if it would never end. Yan Xiuchuan hadn't visited Lan Qingwan's place again, but Xue Junxuan had become even more attentive, frequently bringing over food and fabric. Lan Qingwan understood her intentions—it was a subtle way of probing why she hadn't left yet.

Raindrops dripped from the eaves, creating a shimmering curtain. Yan Xi had been restless these days