Synopsis
Chen Wan had a gift for putting people at ease. Careful in his attention, dependable in his actions, he moved through the circle of high-born acquaintances without friction. When he entered a room, the temperature seemed to settle—not too sharp, not too heavy. But none of this was calculated to win Zhao Shengge's notice. Chen Wan left no mark of himself anywhere. He preferred the quiet edges. Zhao Shengge didn't need to know he was there at all. For Chen Wan, spotting him across a distance once or twice was already plenty. A friend grew tired of watching him accept…
