More than half a month had passed, both King Kook mansion and Ye manor were unusually quiet. Everything was going on as if nothing had happened where bricks were laid to rebuild the surrounding walls and the broken panda's lair was repaired. The tacit understanding was astonishing and no one had mentioned that night.
On the other hand, it would seem Jungkook had rejected the collaboration with Lisa and there wasn't any reaction from her as she would just kept to her everyday routine of managing the family affairs. Those who didn't know would have thought she might have given up but for those who understood her, such as Yue'er would clearly know in her heart that her family's young miss must surely be plotting in the dark. After all, the one who almost got assassinated was the one person her young miss had been concerned about for many years. How would she relieve her anger if she didn't flung the prime culprit into a boiling deep-fryer?
It didn't take long for her thought to be confirmed.
Every year on the tenth month, a scenic known frontline tide would emerge on the Yijiang river which flowed through Buriram that not only attracted the eagerness of the common people but also the nobilities to rush over just to get a glimpse of this wonderful view.
Owing to the peculiar geographical structure, there were many Tingzhou (sandbanks) in Buriram and the largest surface was about sixty hectares which could accommodate tens thousands of people. The most intriguing about this frontline tide was when it passed through the cone-shaped tip of Tingzhou, it would break apart into two tides elongated just like a wild goose spreading its wings and ramming onto the sturdy dams. The tides would then assemble again in the opposite direction after ramming the dams before it would ultimately rush downstream.
Hence, Tingzhou became the first choice for viewing this phenomenon scene while the best view was from Yujing Restaurant.
There was a high platform near the river where Yujing restaurant was built which was towering and exceptionally commanding. Standing there, one could enjoy the magnificent view when the frontline tide broke apart. As such, it was difficult to find a vacancy on the upper floor of Yujing restaurant. Many people would have to book several months in advance and without exception, many were rejected this year that they couldn't help but to sigh helplessly – why weren't they the owner?
At this moment, the owner was alone on the top floor terrace overlooking the mirror-like blue river.
"Young Miss, there is still two hours before the arrival of the high tide. As the wind is strong here, why don't you go get some rest inside?"
"It doesn't matter."
Both Lisa's hands were tightly clinging on the railing. Her palms felt damp and clammy yet when the wind blew across, slight coolness could be felt from the crevice of her fingers and more sweat would seep out.
Forget it.. How could she overcome this lingering fear of many years in just this short moment?
She smiled bitterly and pulled a silk handkerchief out to wipe the sweat on her hands before she turned to ask Yue'ya, "Where is Ling'er?"
Yue'ya bowed then replied, "Young Miss, Ninth Miss had already boarded the boat. She said she wanted to experience the feeling of the tide passing." She pointed at the front tip of the Tingzhou liner where a huge pleasure-boat was berthing at the shore and several vague figures could be seen, especially the extremely eye-catching one in the aqua-red dress.
"Nonsense." Lisa lightly rebuked with her brows knitted. She then ordered, "Ci Yuan, you go and take care of her. Don't let anything happen to her."
Ci Yuan nodded and left like the wind.
It was getting brighter as the sun rose and seemingly covered Yujing restaurant with a layer of golden coat. One by one the hung windows were hoisted up in exchange with the hazy sheet of sheer veils that incessantly fluttered and swayed along with the occasionally wind breezing from the river through the hall.
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