The quiet night seemed to grow mysterious and layered because of the tall, slender figure of the man.
Lin Banxia suddenly felt a trace of shyness. Her eyes, carrying both modesty and laughter, couldn't help but land on the man's face.
Yan Ting uttered a command to the driver, who drove the car around the garden and away.
At this moment, the vast and empty villa entrance was left with only the two of them, exchanging smiles.
Neither of them spoke, and Lin Banxia could only feel the man approaching her with steady steps before pulling her directly into his arms, holding her tightly.
The familiar embrace made Lin Banxia's nerves relax; her whole body leaned softly into his solid chest.
"Did you miss me?" The man's low voice tinged with laughter landed beside her ear.
Sensing the obedient and docile demeanor of the woman in his arms, Yan Ting felt immensely comforted.
"I did!" Lin Banxia shyly nodded her head.
