"That's right, let's not think about those unhappy things anymore. Here, you keep eating. I'll eat with you."
Margaret smiled sweetly and continued to enjoy her food. After a few bites, she stopped and asked, "Mother, where's Father?"
"He's handling some affairs on the island with your brother. He'll be here soon."
"Do they have to deal with things so early? I'll go call them." Margaret wiped her mouth with a napkin and, ignoring her mother's attempts to dissuade her, rushed toward the Governor's office on He Fang Island.
Passing through a corridor lit by crystal lamps, Margaret arrived at her family's garden. Her father's study was on the other side of it.
Very few flowers could survive underground, but here, all kinds of priceless, colorful blooms vied for splendor.
Breathing in the refreshing fragrance, Margaret's mood instantly improved. As she walked to the edge of the garden, she was drawn to the lights outside the fence.
