Suddenly, a complex and obscure feeling welled up within...
In the spacious room, the window sill beneath the floor-to-ceiling window was slightly ajar, allowing a gentle breeze to waft in, causing the white curtains to flutter slightly.
This postpartum care area was located in a villa, boasting a unique scenery, serene amid the hustle of the city center.
Tall trees with lush foliage allowed streaks of golden sunlight to filter through the leaves, casting sparse and mottled shadows on the floor of the room.
Threads of light streamed through the glass window, falling upon the sofa and upon the figures of the two of them.
With their backs to the window, it seemed as though they were coated in a layer of golden light.
Wen Xian looked at that scene, wishing only to freeze the moment for them.
If only all the things in this world could be solved with money, that would be a good thing...
