The next day, Zhu Qianying woke up to the sound of gentle ocean waves.
The thing that touched her heart the most about the villa, aside from the beautiful scenery, was the intermittent chirping of the birds.
With her eyes closed, she savored the thrill and awe that the sound of the waves brought her.
Scenes from the previous night replayed in her mind like a movie.
Everything that happened during the day seemed dreamlike, devoid of any substance.
But she knew very clearly that it wasn't a dream, it was reality.
From now on, as long as she worked hard enough, she might be able to build her own Zhu Qianying Empire, an empire she had aspired to and worked towards for ten years.
A light, feather-like touch grazed her face. From this careful gesture alone, Zhu Qianying knew that it was the Eldest Young Master.
Because, if her baby boy wanted to kiss her, he would be a bit rambunctious, crude or even bold.
