It was the weekend.
The sun was at its strongest at three in the afternoon.
Ning Yuan appeared at the private pier in a red shirt and a white pencil skirt. Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail.
A three-story yacht was parked by the beach.
That night, she did not reply to that person's message. Later, he sent another message. "You only have one chance."
Ning Yuan still came.
"Miss Ning."
The man's laughter sounded from behind. Ning Yuan turned back and looked at the handsome man who had gotten off the yacht.
Feng Chen was wearing a white t-shirt and casual pants, a pair of sunglasses perched on his nose. His lips were curled up in a charming and devilish manner.
Ning Yuan smiled professionally.
That night, she had already guessed that it was this Young Master Feng who had sent her the message.
Ning Yuan nodded and greeted Feng Chen. "Young Master Feng."
