The rain kept pouring down. A ten-kilometer journey, just a short time in the car, yet Shen Li felt like it had been a century.
Familiar woods, familiar villa, the only difference was her mood.
Things change, people change, that's probably how it is.
"This place was supposed to be auctioned off, but my master ordered it to be kept. You can continue living here," Dongfang said.
The car stopped under the porch at the entrance. Once you get out and enter the porch, you won't get wet from the rain.
"No need." Shen Li shook her head, then softly added, "If the things inside are still there, could I go in and get some clothes and documents?"
The family had already gone bankrupt, her father's whereabouts were unknown. It's no exaggeration to say she didn't even know where her next meal would come from.
In such a situation, should she still live in the villa? Even if such a good thing existed, she couldn't take advantage of it.
