Ye Ning finally came in, carrying a notebook.
Upon entering, the first thing she saw was the classic music fountain at the entrance of the villa. It was just like it had been five years ago. When the music started, dozens of beads of water surged out, some high, some low, some in straight lines, some spinning, changing with the frequency of the music. It looked very beautiful.
Ye Ning tightened her grip on her finger and quickly passed by this place, heading inside.
Usually at Blue Mountain Villa, when the music fountain started, it meant that very important guests had arrived at the villa, and the event was quite elaborate. Otherwise, the fountain was seldom activated.
As she walked on, she hadn't yet reached the main building when she could already see many people in the garden outside, holding wine glasses and chatting. They were in groups of three or two, seemingly enjoying this rare opulent moment.
