The night gradually descended, the starry sky speckled with twinkling stars glowing with their unique light, like dazzling jewels inlaid in the heavens, compelling one to look up at this beautiful celestial canvas.
The temperature in mid-June dipped slightly come evening, and the occasional breeze blowing through the streets provided pedestrians strolling idly with immense relief and comfort.
Ye Chenfeng led Wang Feifei back to the villa, her fair hand clinging to his sleeve, her face filled with nervousness. It was no wonder; inside the villa lived Ye Chenfeng's other two women. In her heart, Wang Feifei considered herself Ye Chenfeng's canary, fearful of what she would do if Tang Xin and Zhao Wanting inside did not like her.
Wang Feifei's delicate lips were pressed tightly together, a trace of hesitation flickering in her watery eyes. Although she had mentally prepared herself, she couldn't help but feel lost and uneasy when the moment to face them actually arrived.
