A year and a half later. In Nanxi City in early May, after a rain, the few jacarandas planted in the Lin family's courtyard were all in full bloom overnight. The blue-purple flowers covered the branches, and the ocean was wanton and colorful. A three-story Chinese-style building was shrouded in this blue-purple mist. A bedroom on the third floor was decorated festively and warmly. Lin Jinse wore a snow-white wedding dress and sat in front of the dressing table. Her pure and beautiful face was reflected in the mirror. Unfortunately, the beauty in the mirror had frowning eyebrows and an anxious look on her face. She dialed Song Qiaoyan's number again, held the phone tightly and put it to her ear. There was still a busy tone, beep beep beep. Today was her and Song Qiaoyan's big day. The

