Bafang International Hotel's presidential suite on the fifty-eighth floor!
A stunning beauty in a radiant purple cheongsam was standing motionless in front of the hotel's grand floor-to-ceiling window at this moment.
She tilted her head slightly upward, and with the skyscrapers no longer in the way, a brilliant starry sky dotted with countless stars sprawled above her, gazing at the cosmos, where stars twinkled abundantly.
Her gaze drifted downward, and at the end of her sightline stood The Bund and Lujiazui, facing each other across the river, where the Huangpu River and the Suzhou River gently converged.
In the most central location of the Magic City, admiring this enchanting view, this had been one of Wu Xinyi's greatest wishes, and now that it was fulfilled, her heart held a fascination that she had expected, along with a hint of indescribable unease!
