At that moment, Yang Yifeng clicked his tongue in wonder, feeling like his eyes simply weren't enough to take everything in.
And just then, he suddenly caught sight of a woman practicing yoga in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor.
The woman, facing the balcony in the warm spring bloom, was bathed in the gentle sunlight that made her appear like an elegant white snow lotus.
Her figure was graceful, and although her face was covered with a mask and her eyes smeared with eye cream, Yang Yifeng could tell at a glance that she was beautiful.
However, what Yang Yifeng least expected was that he actually knew this woman!
Not only did he know her, but he was also very familiar with her!
This woman was not Ye Zitong, but instead...
"Holy crap, Lin Wushuang? What's she doing here?!"