Chapter 64 After dinner, Zhenzhen returned to her room early and, in a flash, arrived at Su Weiran’s home in the imperial capital. As Su Weiran had expected, the house was no longer in the tidy state it had been before he left. The front door hung loosely on its frame, all the stools inside were gone, and both the table and wardrobe bore marks of being smashed. Zhenzhen closed the door and looked toward the large wardrobe. Fortunately, it was made of solid wood—wide and tall—so the average person…