The suburban villa was bathed in the soft glow of the evening sun.
Mo Xiuchen's Aston pulled into the villa, and he saw Miqin coming out of the living room. His eyes narrowed slightly as he drove the car into the garage and parked.
Getting out of the car, Miqin stood under the rockery not far away, dressed in a long dress. She stood sideways, slightly bent over, holding a rose she had plucked from the nearby flowerbed, her gaze lowered to the fish in the pond.
From this angle, she really resembled Wen Ran.
He remembered Ranran also liked standing here, watching the fish in the pond. Sensing his gaze, Miqin slowly turned around.
The setting sun cast a soft light upon her features, which bore a resemblance to Wen Ran's, giving her a charming appearance as she slightly curled her lips into a smile.
Mo Xiuchen's gaze deepened as he strode over to her with his long legs.
