The woman in the mirror looked pale and haggard.
Faint dark circles lay under her eyes, making her look somewhat worn out.
Especially her eyes, they shimmered with a profundity that belied her age.
They say by looking into someone's eyes, you can see all they've been through.
She was very young, yet just by looking at her eyes, one could tell she'd been through a lot...
She had aged beyond her years.
With a touch of sorrow, Mo Lan lowered her head and finally turned on the faucet to start washing up.
Once she finished, she opened the door and stepped out of the bedroom.
She wasn't sure where this place was, perhaps it was one of Qi Ruigang's residences.
Outside the door stood a maid.
Seeing her come out, the maid respectfully said, "Madam, the young master is downstairs waiting for you to dine."
"Waiting for me?" Mo Lan was surprised. Would he actually wait for her to have a meal?
The sun must be rising from the west.
