C168 Chapter 168

Ye Meizhen, dressed in loose silk pajamas, sat in the gazebo at the far end of the covered walkway.

Summer trees cast cool shade, and a thrush chirped away. Overhead, lush wisteria spilled across the gazebo roof, dropping a misty veil of pale purple shadows.

When Ye Meizhen saw her precious son actually show up on his own for once, a flicker of surprise lit up her usually bland, pretty face