Ji Ran and Cang Lingshan

On a small island in the sea, a towering cliff was crowned by an extremely luxurious castle.

On the terrace on the fifth floor of the castle's main building.

A slender woman sat in a wicker chair, wearing an ordinary white sundress. Her exquisite face was devoid of expression, and her cool, detached air made her seem untouched by worldly concerns.

Her long silver-white hair occasionally fluttered in the sea breeze. She sat quietly looking at her phone, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

"Kong: How's the weather in Shangjing right now?"

Ji Ran had already lost count of how many times she'd looked at the message on QQ.

She wasn't in Shangjing right now, and didn't know how she should reply.

The weather in Shangjing.

After all, Shangjing was the capital of Huaguo, and it covered a vast area.

Which district's weather should she reply with?

Should she reply with the weather at the time the message had been sent, or the weather in Shangjing right now?

Or did her brother want to know the weather where she was at the moment?

The weather where she had been when she sent the message, or the weather right now?

Ji Ran wasn't sure how to reply, so she hadn't replied at all.

"Will my brother get worried?" Her voice was cool, just like her appearance, and instinctively put people at a distance.

Her brows were faintly furrowed, as though this was something that troubled her greatly.

But looking at her brother's message made Ji Ran feel especially happy and blessed. On her normally unchanging face, the corners of her mouth lifted ever so slightly. It was probably a smile so faint that no one could notice it.

Just as Ji Ran was absorbed in her own little