The day smoothly pass by with no harm as the sun began to set in the horizon with a blazing red sky over Imperial. A black Maserati Quattroporte drives through the dark metal gate of Lu Tian and Yue Ling's house.
In the driver seat, Xu Long parks the car in front of the house. He stares curiously in the direction of the huge custom garage at the side.
The garage has four all glass doors with anodized frame and frosted glass. However, instead of being closed like all the other days, all four doors were widely rolled up.
"Boss, did your wife buy more things?"
He knows that Yue Ling is a fashion designer and as one, she has to keep up with every trend that surface around the world, but their house is so huge with empty rooms. Did she buy more things that needed the space in the garage?
"Boss—"