On the evening of November 7, the weather in the Capital was gloomy. The city of C had violent winds and storms during the night, with thunder and lightning, and raging winds howling through the woods around the Gu Mansion.
At exactly 2:00 AM, a series of urgent knocks interrupted Gu Jiangnian's pleasant dream. The man got up, put on his robe, and opened the door to find Lan Ying standing on the doorstep, looking at him anxiously: "Sir, please come and see! One of the two cats Mrs. picked up is missing."
The wind and rain were intense that night.
Yu Se had been concerned about the two cats, feeling a sense of foreboding, and couldn't sleep. She got up to check on them.
Seeing this, the sight of the more than fifty-year-old woman sitting in the tearoom staring at the missing kitten made her grief-stricken.
Her sobs frightened the night watchman, who shakily pressed the intercom to call Lan Ying. The young girl in her twenties was so scared she almost lost her wits.
