The Charming Ex-Wife

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?”

replied seriously. “After observing for the 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

profound eyes seemed as if they could

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

Dmn, it’s raining.

several blocks away from the budget hotel, and there were no stores selling

“Should we

condition to rush back to the hotel without risking getting caught in the rain. The recent weather was proving to be too

took him directly under the sign of a street–side shop, answering him through her actions.

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

the two of them

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 of tea and sat with him near the

leisurely strolling in

majority of them didn’t have umbrellas. Some were sprinting with bags over their heads, others sought refuge from the rain in nearby shops, and a few even

seemingly students, were particularly passionate. They ran over hand

young is truly wonderful, they don’t even worry about catching a

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

had a knack for extinguishing the sparks

were ten years younger, I probably wouldn’t be so practical Indeed, romance is a privilege of the young

Ten years ago…

had just entered his twenties, a time when he was brimming with enthusiasm and starting to make his mark in the business world.

precisely during the time when he was passionately smitten with Lysander, yet

Josiah decided

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

a refreshing change for the tourists, yet for the majority who were trying to make a living, it remained

in thought, and said softly, “When I was a child, I used to look forward to the rain and snow. But as I grew older, that longing faded. I began to pray for sunny days on every working day, fearing