Having returned to the villa, it was already past one in the morning.
After bidding each other goodnight and returning to their respective bedrooms, Qin Yuji looked at herself in the dressing mirror, her cheeks flushed as if her whole body was glowing, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily curled into a smile.
After taking a bath and lying in bed, Qin Yuji suddenly realized that she was somewhat longing for his embrace.
The man's embrace was warm and broad, mixed with faint scents of mint and tobacco, addictive, making one unable to stop.
But could she?
He was the king of M City, commanding the fates of thousands, the heir to the Dijing Group, while she simply wasn't his match, let alone stand by his side as an equal.
Sweetness and bitterness intertwined, Qin Yuji felt that being anxious about gains and losses was truly a terrible mood.
She sighed, had just turned off the bedside lamp when the door was knocked on.