Jun Moyan was amused by its actions and a shallow smile involuntarily curved the corners of his mouth.
Wen Xiao'ai even thought she might be seeing things.
He smiled?
Counting on her fingers, it seemed like this person hadn't smiled in about five or six days, right?
And every time he did smile, it was like the fleeting bloom of a night-blooming cereus, so quick that one would think it an illusion.
Watching Wen Xiao'ai staring at him in a daze, Jun Moyan reached out and gently ruffled its little head.
Around seven o'clock, the sky slowly darkened.
A black Maybach slowly drove into a mansion much larger than Wu Garden.
There were artificial mountains and rivers, pavilions and towers, man-made lakes, and European-style buildings situated at various corners, large enough to be used as a tourist attraction for sightseeing.
The car wound around several huge flower beds and man-made lakes before finally stopping in front of the most central and eye-catching villa in the mansion.
