"Hmm, actually it's quite okay, I'm used to it."
The two of them chatted, with pauses between sentences.
Tang Song's posture was very relaxed, a smile lingering on his face as he gazed at her gently.
It was like listening to a long-lost friend, sharing updates about each other's lives.
Ouyang Xianyue watched his profile, which appeared exceptionally handsome in the light streaming through the window, her gaze slightly unfocused.
…
Outside the car window, the scenery became increasingly tranquil.
The black Audi A8L slowly drove into a heavily guarded, independent traditional Chinese courtyard.
[Jinli Villa].
Within the courtyard, each step revealed another scenic view; the winding paths led into serenity, exuding a low-key yet profound top-tier aesthetic taste.
Tang Song's accommodation was arranged at the deepest and quietest part of the courtyard, the "Bamboo Pavilion."
His luggage had already been sent ahead of him.
