Chapter 274

One offers a view of the sea, the other a distant view of the city in another direction.

The sea was pitch black and uninteresting at night, so Wenyan went to the other terrace instead.

In all honesty, it had been a very long time since she last had some quiet time to herself.

Today was a perfect opportunity; aside from her, the terrace was surprisingly devoid of anyone else.

It was only during moments of such tranquility that Wenyan allowed herself to think of her family in a different world.

Because she couldn't return, she usually avoided such thoughts, as they only added to her worries.

Just for tonight, no, just for a few hours, or perhaps just for a few dozen minutes, she would allow herself a timed period of melancholy—that's what Wenyan told herself.

But no sooner had the thought arisen than a voice sounded behind her.

"Why are you here alone so late?"

The voice spoke Chinese, and it belonged to a young man, but it wasn't the voice of any of the Shen Family brothers.