Noble Lady Ran Yan and her companions were all situated on the same attic floor, each arranged by the windows. However, the building was an octagonal structure, and with so many maids of the Cheng residence present, it was not convenient for anyone to rise and join in the excitement elsewhere. This meant that each of them was confined to their own facet, and thus, what everyone saw or noticed might vary.
The sounds of laughter and talk from the neighboring attic gradually died down.
Peeking through the gaps in the bamboo curtain at the window, Ran Yan glanced downstairs to see three elegantly dressed young men strolling through the snow. The snow was not heavy, and they didn't bother with umbrellas, laughing and talking amongst themselves as they stopped underneath the attics, looking up as if hesitating where to position themselves.
