Thinking about the imminent private meeting with Ye Zhantian, Nan Zhifeng's heart was filled with immense nervousness, her hands tightening on the steering wheel.
She kept reminding herself not to be nervous, to stay calm.
No matter what he said or did, she mustn't get angry.
They needed to communicate properly.
Soon, Nan Zhifeng arrived at the address Ye Zhantian had sent.
It resembled Dingtai, both being high-end apartments with soaring floors where everything depended on intelligent systems.
Nan Zhifeng pressed the buzzer downstairs, and it was Ye Dong who opened the access door for her.
As she took the elevator up, the familiar feeling overwhelmed her, as if she were returning to those days at Dingtai...
Back then, whenever she ran into trouble or was bullied, he would take her to Dingtai, their own little sanctuary, a place that belonged just to the two of them.
But then...
Everything changed.
