The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 687

Chapter 687 Unable To Restrain Himself

Josiah detailed his feelings of the day with particular care.

“On my way to see you, I had mentally prepared myself. After all, the concept of a mountain village had always been just a term to me, so no matter how unfamiliar the surroundings here were, I could accept them. But what truly stirred me was this town.”

“What do you mean?”

“This place is like an unfinished city. It has all the necessary amenities, not too backward but not too advanced either. It’s as if it’s in a transitional phase between a city and a village. Yet, everyone lives their lives with utmost sincerity.”

Although his encounter with them was brief, it felt as if he had stepped into another world.

Lysander chuckled. “I was all set to hear you evaluate the commercial potential of this place, but I didn’t. expect your response to be so full of humanistic concern.”

Josiah paused for a moment, then confessed, “I’ve always said that you’ve changed, but now it seems, I’ve changed quite a bit myself.”

He thought it was a good thing, but he wasn’t sure how Lysander would perceive it.

In the afternoon, the sun was obscured by dark clouds, indicating that rain was inevitable today.

The visitors who came for the festival were still in high spirits. Even the small vendors, who had just set up their stalls, had no plans to head home just yet. Such a lively atmosphere was a rare sight, and they were there to make a living.

Lysander casually observed everything around her and said, “It may sound a bit dramatic, but even though I’ve traveled to many places, when it comes to finding a place to call home, I still feel that a place like this. is my world.”

They were, after all, from two different worlds.

Josiah vaguely understood her what she was trying to convey. He replied, “Although our worlds are vastly different, they are not entirely without overlap.”

Lysander astutely sensed the underlying message in his words. “Are you planning to develop this area. yourself?”

past couple of days, I’ve found that the development potential here is greater than expected. Not only does it have picturesque scenery, but it also has a rather interesting local culture. The downside is that the supporting facilities are not quite up to par. Moreover, it would be better for me to develop this place rather than let Dillon continue his reckless

into work mode, he was incredibly focused. His profound eyes seemed as if they could hold the entire

his exceptional business acumen. He was about to offer some advice from the erspective of the villagers when he heard

Dmn, it’s raining.

from the budget hotel, and there were no

for a moment before asking, “Should we find a place to shelter from

in a sorry state: one nursing a sprained ankle, the other with an injured foot. They were hardly in a condition to rush back to the hotel without risking getting caught in

sign of a street–side shop,

offered shelter from the rain whether you were a customer or not. Seeing the two of them standing outside, the owner of the small card room called out, “Come in and sit down. It’s just a thunderstorm; the weather

the two of them

embarrassed about occupying a spot in the shop without making a purchase, Lysander knew she couldn’t possibly play cards with Josiah, especially since they were the only customers there. So, she ordered a pot

brought umbrellas. They were leisurely strolling in the rain at this

Some were sprinting with bags over their heads, others sought refuge from the rain in nearby shops, and a few even paraded around with lotus leaves. they’d found somewhere as makeshift

young couple, seemingly students, were particularly passionate. They ran over hand in

they don’t even worry about catching a cold

face of a virus.” Lysander pragmatically remarked. “Especially with the recent

truly had a knack for extinguishing the sparks of

of hot tea, Josiah confessed, “If I were ten years younger, I probably wouldn’t be

Ten years ago…

with

was passionately

in mind, Josiah

scooter whizzed past the storefront. The rider, a delivery person clad blue uniform, had no rain protection other than

yet for the majority

the rain and snow. But as I grew older, that longing faded. I began to pray for sunny days on every working day, fearing that otherwise, my father’s commute would

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