"So you're saying you don't like my gift?"
"No no no, I love it, I absolutely adore it, you can't frame me like that!"
Along with Xie Yunzhen's voice came the blast of loud music, one could tell without guessing where he was now.
Jing Yu pondered for a moment before accepting the invitation; indeed, it had been a long time since he last met with the Xie Family members.
"I'll come over in a bit."
***
At one o'clock in the morning, the master of a villa in the Palm Pavilion was woken up by a series of doorbell rings.
In the three hundred square meter villa, only Tang Shu was home alone. Remembering that Yang Tiantian had been sent back home after a simple dinner, she had no choice but to go downstairs to open the door herself.
The moonlight tonight was gorgeous, as the fifteenth night's moonshine spread across the villa's lawn, so clear that even the individual leaves could be counted.
