"Young master, you can't do that!" someone shouted and Wang Yu just looked over his shoulder. It was one of their servants, running behind him. He didn't care anymore. He just needed to go away from the hell that called itself his family.
He jumped on his bike and started the motor. Just as the servant was aproaching Yu stomp on the gas and drove away into the dark. He had no idea where he would go, but he needed a break for now.
But soon, he found out the destination of his adventure. It was a small resting point from which was an amazing night view on the townline of Hong Kong.
Wang Yu sat on the bench that was there and enjoyed the view. The fireflies were all around him the moment he stopped moving and he loved the sight he had.
He felt like in a fantasy. Not his real life.
Wang Yu could be called fortunate. His family became rich on real estates, but at the same time, they changed.
