Peak Of Beauty

It was almost seven o'clock. It was very cold outside. The cold wind carried the cold air from the far north and swept through the winter night in the capital.

Wen Shouyi anxiously glanced at the flower path by the door of the mansion and turned to enter.

It seemed that there was something wrong there.

She suppressed the uneasiness in her heart and re-entered the living room.

This used to be a place she was very familiar with. After Gu Nianzhi's sudden disappearance, she took her place and lived here for a few years.

Unfortunately, it didn't take long for her beautiful dream to be shattered.

Wen Shouyi's gaze moved from the bustling crowd in the living room to the ceiling above her head.

Three crystal lamps hung from the ceiling in an equilateral triangle.