Wende Bridge's white walls and blue-gray tiles had all the charm of Jiangzhou's waterside towns. Seen through the drizzle, they looked like a hazy ink painting.
Holding a white oil-paper umbrella, Luo Ning crossed the stone arch bridge spanning the river, walking slowly, her gaze fixed on the grand walled residences along the bank.
A woman of the water country, Luo Ning had grown up in just such surroundings. At eleven or twelve, she would lean over a riverside railing and watch the talented young men and beautiful women aboard passing boats, occasionally indulging in shy fantasies about whom she would marry when she grew up.
Back then, she had imagined that her husband would be incomparably handsome and very learned, not as stern as her father, and would pamper her like a child.
Now her fantasy had actually come true, except that the last part had gone slightly awry-pampering her like a child should have meant spoiling her with whatever she wanted, not holding her up to pee like a little girl...
!!
Luo Ning stopped in her tracks. Closing her beautiful eyes, her cheeks cold, she took a deep breath, trying to forget the utterly humiliating scene she had seen in the bronze mirror yesterday.
But she might never forget that scene for the rest of her life...
Luo Ning secretly clenched her teeth, so mortified and angry that she wanted to turn and leap off the bridge. Only after taking a moment to recover did she sweep aside those distracting thoughts and hurry to the Wang Family Medical Clinic.
With the light rain falling, there were few people in the clinic. Madam Wang was weighing medicinal ingredients behind the counter in the spacious hall. Seeing an exquisite beauty in green enter, she greeted her warmly:
"Miss Ning'er,