Only now did she understand.
She couldn't escape, couldn't retreat, could only endure it with her eyes wide open...
This Ou Mijia truly is incredibly boring.
The stars are brilliant tonight.
The sea surface is shimmering as well.
The yacht is docked by the shore, adorned with lights outlining its contours.
The bright lights traced the entire shape of the yacht; it indeed looks luxurious and grand.
Upon boarding the yacht, she saw the spacious vessel only had two bodyguards.
On the deck, there's a French-style long table, covered with a white tablecloth, where He Yingdong and Ou Mijia sat across from each other sipping champagne.
In the center of the table was an old-fashioned candelabra from Oudo, with hundreds of candlelights creating a romantic atmosphere.
She suddenly felt as though this was a dream.
In the dream, she had imagined spending such a romantic moment with him.
"Darling, I've brought you a surprise!"
