Gulping down more than half of the bottle, she finally caught her breath.
Although it was He Bainian's apartment, it wasn't his only residence in New York.
Apart from the interior design, the whole villa didn't carry much of his presence.
It was already nearing two in the morning, yet through the entire glass wall, Manhattan's late night was still brightly lit.
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, He Zhenxin could clearly see her own reflection.
In a daze, she suddenly thought of Daddy Tuantuan.
She recalled at the hospital, how she could clearly see him sketching her silhouette through the wall's reflection.
The man's hands were slender and long, each finger distinct, even the joints were exceptionally beautiful.
Such a pair of hands that even women would envy had touched her cheek tonight, and his lips...
He Zhenxin abruptly shook her head violently, forcefully opened the bottle cap of the mineral water once more, and gulped down more water.
