"This is her."
The photo was unintentionally taken by Mu Ke at Jiayu's book café. She was sitting by the window, with sunlight streaming through the glass, creating a prism of colors. A beam of light landed on Jiayu's profile, cloaking her in a veil of ethereal beauty.
The woman in the photo was reading with her head slightly lowered, skin fair, lips slightly red, and an elegant neck that radiated poise.
Ms. Wang stared at the photo for a couple of seconds. The dissatisfaction and doubt in her expression finally dissipated, replaced by a sense of relief and contentment.
She reached out to nudge Mu Ke's shoulder, "You child, you've got me all startled for nothing. This girl looks so well-behaved and pretty. What does she do?"
"She runs a book café."
"Book café?"
