The backyard.
Yan Mingyu pushed Shen Yubai in his wheelchair along the flagstone path, neither fast nor slow.
Only when they reached a more secluded area did she stop and say, "Mr. Shen, what did you want to see me for?"
"I wanted to come see you!"
Shen Yubai turned his wheelchair by himself so he was facing Yan Mingyu head-on.
Looking up slightly at the woman in the moonlight, her fair complexion seemed to shimmer with a lustrous glow, giving her an untouchable, sacred aura.
"Mr. Shen, you can't be that bored!"
Yan Mingyu spoke with a calm voice.
"Ah, money is easy to come by, but true friends are hard to find! Miss Ye, I didn't expect that after only a few days of knowing each other, you would understand me so well. It seems, I, Shen Yubai, still haven't hidden myself deeply enough!" Shen Yubai said, grinning.
"Because you're not like other rich second generations!"
Yan Mingyu said sincerely.