"Wondering about what?" Another voice, rich and magnetic, spoke up as a shadow fell, blocking the sunlight cascading onto Shangguan You. "Han Yachu."
"I thought that after you returned to Beijing, you'd forgotten all about us." Han Yachu sat on the grass, his tone somewhat wistful. Then, imitating Lan Xuan, he also lay down beside Shangguan You.
In an instant, Shangguan You was flanked by two handsome men. The blue sky, white clouds, and verdant grass painted a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
This spot wasn't just a feng shui treasure Shangguan You had discovered; it was also Han Yachu and Lan Xuan's territory. As Shangguan You gazed at the dazzling sun, feeling its warmth spread over her, she found it immensely comfortable. She truly loved this pleasant way of life.
She didn't know how much longer this blissful enjoyment would last, so she cherished every moment.
