The rain outside was getting heavier, creating large bubbles on the ground, and there were almost no cars on the road.
Liu Chen's car was parked near the deserted roadside, generally unnoticed by anyone.
Raindrops occasionally fell from Tang Shuhui's hair, hitting the leather seats.
The two were silent, able to hear each other's breathing, and even faintly feel each other's heartbeat.
Liu Chen grabbed her hand, and Tang Shuhui pulled back slightly, possibly out of nervousness.
Thinking back to when they were at Tang Shuhui's house, just before they could be intimate, Jin Guangming had interrupted, and now considering the hardships of this moment, he cherished it even more.
If possible, Tang Shuhui would rather give up vast wealth to find a place with Liu Chen where no one knew them, to continue living a life of anonymity.
And perhaps have some babies along the way, but unfortunately, these were just her fantasies; she knew it was only a beautiful dream she yearned for.
