The surroundings were very quiet; the only sound was the ticking of the clock.
A sliver of sunset streamed in through the window, filling the room with a warm feeling.
This place was neither the Gong Family home, nor the Golden Villa, nor was it Mermaid Island...
She got up from bed and walked downstairs.
This was a relatively small two-story villa with European decor, situated halfway up the hillside. Standing by the window, one could overlook the vast sea...
The house wasn't big, but it was very cozy.
Standing in the living room, she saw a figure bustling about in the kitchen.
Suddenly, there was an illusion that it was Bo Xuan.
A man, who brought a homely warmth to this place.
As she was still in a daze, a faint smell of something scorching wafted over, and then, that figure also rushed out.
It was Gong Beiming...
She had seen the domineering and dashing Gong Beiming on television, commanding the scene with natural grace.
