Wanhua Building.
Atop the building, the sun was brilliant, shining on the mahogany floor, warming it slightly even in the chill of winter.
"Sister Lin!" Jiang Ning said, catching sight of Lin Qingyi in her light blue gown, a smile spreading across his face.
"My nap was interrupted by you!" Lin Qingyi patted her red lips, yawning at the corners of her mouth.
Her clothes were somewhat thin, not much different from what one would wear in summer, just an inner and outer layer, and the half section of her calf peeking from underneath the skirt was as smooth as jade, resembling a section of white lotus root.
"It's me!" Jiang Ning chuckled.
Yet, in his heart, he was somewhat speechless.
If he remembered correctly, every time he came to find Lin Qingyi, she was either sleeping or had just woken up.
Could one truly become a Grandmaster that way?
He was suddenly questioning life.
How much sweat and effort had he put in to achieve what he had today?
