YIREN
"That's Jianyu and MeiMei's house," Jun says, pulling me out of my daydream as he points toward the window.
I glance over, and my jaw just about hits the floor. Of course. It's the kind of house that makes you want to drop to your knees and cry at its sheer perfection. Sleek, modern, with this ridiculously elegant design that blends into the mountain like the landscape was begging for it to exist. This place isn't just gorgeous—it's beyond gorgeous.
Maybe one day, I'll get to see it from the inside. My inner architect is practically drooling at the idea. This thing was designed by the gods of the industry, and I could learn more just by stepping inside than in a whole semester of design school.
Ten minutes later, Jun points to another plot of land, this one framed by dense forests, with a half-built structure sitting by the lake. "And that's where Shishi's house will be. Designed by you."
