After dinner, the sky had completely darkened. The street lamps around the castle lit up, and the surroundings were so serene that only the sound of the waves gently kissing the beach could be heard.
Wei Anning returned to the bedroom she had left five years ago. Memories flooded back to her like a tide. That night, when she first arrived on Aisha Island, she was overpowered by the masked Leng Youchen. Yet, the next day, he appeared before her pretending to be weak.
Thinking of the past, Wei Anning felt like kicking herself for being so foolish. How could she not have seen through his disguise at the time?
She heard footsteps approaching from behind. Before she could turn around, she was enveloped in a warm embrace from behind, the firm and warm chest pressing against her back, surrounded instantly by his familiar masculine scent.
"What are you thinking about?"
