It was just approaching evening, and with the French windows wide open, a gentle sea breeze blew in.
Outside the balcony was an unobstructed seascape, the azure sky and sea dyed golden by the setting sun, wave after wave rushing towards the white sand beach.
Lu Wanwan, feeling the wind, found some tranquility, and the warmth on her face slowly subsided.
So she stood on the balcony, her elbows resting on the railing, gazing into the distance, allowing herself to ignore that thug who wanted to ask her out!
How ridiculous, just because he hadn't used her, does it mean she hadn't been with anyone else either?
Where did he get the confidence to conclude that she hadn't been involved with anyone else in these six years?
Soon there was someone beside her, their arm pressing tightly against hers.
Then a bottle of ice-cold mineral water was handed over.
After thinking about it, she realized it was water from her room that she was justified in drinking.
