Fashionably Late

No wonder Wu Shuang was so annoyed when he heard that Duan Tianlei wanted him to vacate this garden. Standing amidst the vast garden, Shi Feiyu finally understood why.

As far as the eye could see, this place was like an ocean of flowers, with countless exotic and rare blooms. The fragrant flowers in the garden were intoxicating, and achieving such a scale would require at least a decade of careful cultivation.

But that wasn't all that left Shi Feiyu amazed. This garden was obviously designed for hosting important guests. It had multiple pavilions and buildings, intricately carved beams, and painted pillars. The corridors weaving through the garden were all meticulously designed.

With Shi Feiyu by her side, Mengyu's face was no longer marked by the despair she had worn before. She looked delightful, and the light makeup on her face was complemented by a joyful smile.