A Visitor

A Visitor

A night passed!

Shen Wuxiao woke from Yun Zhiyi's bed.

Yun Zhiyi was curled up in his arms, a sweet smile on her exquisitely beautiful face.

He had not won last night. Damn it, he had lost by a single move.

Shen Wuxiao felt it was because of the weather.

The weather had affected him. Otherwise, victory would have been in the bag.

Seeing Yun Zhiyi sleeping soundly, Shen Wuxiao did not disturb her.

He kissed her forehead, got out of bed, and washed up.

He still had matters to attend to today.

His grandfather's birthday banquet was approaching.

As the Eldest Young Master Shen, he naturally had to make preparations.

Besides, he had already taken the blame for Third Uncle.

Since he had taken it, he would carry it through to the end. It benefited him anyway.

He would first pay Old Nun Huaiyin a visit today.

After breakfast with his woman, he rested for a while.

According to subordinates' information, Old Nun Huaiyin and Ye Lin had not left.

They were staying at a farmhouse retreat.

Worthy of Old Nun Huaiyin indeed—she did not like the city and preferred quiet places.

Leaving the villa, Shen Wuxiao set out with several subordinates.

His mother would not lie to him. One of his grandfather's deepest heartaches was Old Nun Huaiyin.

And there was no need to guess that Old Nun Huaiyin could not let go of his grandfather either.

Why torment each other? It would be better to bring her straight to see his grandfather.

As they headed toward the farmhouse retreat and were about to arrive—

There was also a visitor at the farmhouse retreat.

He wore tattered clothes and looked extremely unkempt.

With disheveled hair and a filthy face, he looked every inch an old beggar.