Yin Yue walked out of the cathedral.
Her slender figure seemed particularly lonely under the Parisian sunlight.
Before her passing, her mother-in-law had arranged a house for her, located by a certain lakeside in the Eastern Suburbs, where the breeze was gentle and the willows graceful; it was a picturesque place suitable for relaxation.
During the days of handling the divorce proceedings, she had already placed all her belongings there.
On her way back, Yin Yue was ready to go to China to seek her roots.
Whether Cui Yang would get married immediately, or whether his London lover would move into the Cui Family mansion with their son, she no longer wanted to hear or see anything about the Cui Family.
The car stopped in front of the small villa.
Yin Yue stared in surprise at a black stretch limousine parked at the gate of the courtyard.
The license plate was unfamiliar to her.
It didn't look like it belonged to the Cui Family.
