C51 The Plot Began to Unfold
As the sun rose in the east, its rays bathed the West Garden Residential Area in warm light. Inside her home, Mrs. Zhang, clad in a flowing white dress, perched on the sofa, delicately sipping her tea. Her demeanor was frosty, a chill seeming to emanate from her very being.
A hint of color flushed her cheeks, and occasional sneezes punctuated the silence. Fatigue hung on her once radiant face
