It was their master bedroom.
Though they had only lived there for just over three months, the place held so many of their happy memories. Each one was deeply imprinted in his mind, lingering and refusing to fade.
Only when his neck began to ache did Xue Yang look away. He went downstairs, pushed open the door, and walked inside. As the main door slowly closed behind him, a luxurious Bentley pulled up to the exact spot where he had been standing.
The car window rolled down, revealing an exquisite face. Her blue-themed makeup and matching blue Lorita dress made even this one-of-a-kind Bentley seem dull in comparison. She leaned out of the window slightly, gazing up at the master bedroom on the eighth floor.
