The Zimei Club had been closed for some time for renovations and had just reopened in the past couple of days.
When Ji Wei arrived, she found out that the club wouldn't open until five in the afternoon, so she had no choice but to return to Shanshui Manor first.
Aunt Zhu was surprised to see her dragging her luggage back so suddenly.
"Madam, you're not leaving anymore? Have you eaten lunch?" Aunt Zhu asked with concern. The kitten, Milk, leapt from Ji Wei's arms as soon as it saw her, rubbing against her feet and letting out soft meowing sounds as if acting coquettishly.
Ji Wei wasn't in the mood to play with Milk. She told Aunt Zhu she wasn't hungry and went straight upstairs.
The wait was unbearably long.
