By the time Kang Minghao's house came into view, Wang Nuozhi had almost dozed off in the car.
She stirred as Kang Minghao gently shook her awake. "We have arrived."
"Mhm?" Wang Nuozhi mumbled sleepily, her movements sluggish. As she stepped out of the car, her feet felt unsteady. She rubbed her eyes to clear the drowsiness and took in her surroundings.
Initially, she thought she might still be dreaming because the sight before her was too magnificent to comprehend. She blinked several times to confirm what she was seeing. "Oh my god!"
Kang Minghao's villa was a breathtaking sight.
It rivaled Xia Lihua's Xiaoyun Pavilion in grandeur, resembling a European palace transported to the heart of modern China.
The sprawling estate exuded regal splendor with towering columns and immaculate gardens that stretched out like a verdant carpet under the moonlight.
