Early the next morning, Old Lih and Loo Zhen left Star City. They had come on leave, but now they needed to return to work.
Plus, there was no immediate stock of the M9, and they would have to wait until next week to pick it up.
Shen Yuan spent a pleasant morning with Teacher Lih. During this time, he noticed something subtle—a change in her aura.
She used to be gentle and thoughtful, her smile like the warm sun of spring. Most striking was that she retained a maiden's purity and bashfulness.
But now, her gaze held not only softness but also an unmistakable maternal strength. It was a juxtaposition of intellect and allure, evoking the imagery of a rose in full bloom.
No wonder people say young mothers are the epitome of beauty—Teacher Lih was starting to have that effect.
Every now and then, he would catch her standing on the balcony, basking in the sunlight, touching her smooth, flat belly, her expression tranquil and content.
