He went to a meeting, and she finally jumped off him.
"I remember the first time I came to the Cheney Family, this area wasn't so bustling." Jasmine Yale stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, feeling sentimental.
"Where Cheney Family is, is the city center." Sylvan Cheney said indifferently.
Jasmine Yale laughed, she liked his confidence and the demeanor of a king.
The sunlight fell on her face, making her complexion look even whiter and gentler, her eyelashes thick and long, her red lips slightly upturned, holding a faint smile.
The floor was also covered with a layer of sunlight, like scattered gold, warm and soft.
His office was decorated with understated restraint, just like him.
Moreover, the air was filled with a faint fragrance of grass and trees, creating a wonderful atmosphere.
Looking down from above, the whole city center was in view.
Cars like flowing water and horses like dragons, high-rise buildings everywhere, the sky azure blue.
