As the sun set, the evening clouds were dyed a dazzling orange-red.
Jiang Che returned to Lanting Residence in the Hongqi Guoli with Elizabeth and Hathaway Windsor.
In the living room, Shen Wanzhi had fully recovered her color after resting for an entire day.
By now, she no longer had the weak, sore feeling from that morning, when even walking had been difficult.
She was positively radiant, her fair skin flushed with a rosy glow and so supple it seemed as though water could be pinched from it.
She possessed a unique charm somewhere between that of a dignified professor and a seductive mature woman, like a perfectly ripened peach exuding an enticing fragrance.
Elizabeth was in high spirits. After entering the living room, she took Shen Wanzhi's hand and eagerly shared everything she had seen and heard at the Qiao Family birthday banquet.
"Professor Shen, you should have seen it! It was absolutely unbelievable!"
"That live-in son-in-law, Ye Chen, actually brought a white plastic toilet as a birthday gift and insisted it was a divine cauldron used by Qin Shi Huang! Everyone there laughed themselves silly!"
Elizabeth spoke animatedly, her sapphire-blue eyes brimming with amusement.
Elizabeth had a favorable impression of Shen Wanzhi, the dignified and elegant university professor.
After all, Shen Wanzhi was her man's teacher, which made her an elder. There was no way she could be a romantic rival.
Since Shen Wanzhi posed no threat, Elizabeth was naturally happy to grow closer to this refined and intellectual Eastern woman.
Listening to Elizabeth's account, Shen Wanzhi's expression turned strange, and the corners of her mouth twitched.
She had long known that something was wrong with Ye Chen's head, but she had not expected him to be crazy to this extent.
A plastic toilet as a birthday gift?