Shen Yan smiled faintly.
"You are my sweetheart. I can't stand to hurt you in any way," Fu Hang said gently.
When Shen Yan drove to the address Fu Hang gave, she saw a villa.
The design of the villa was minimalist. All of the exterior walls were white. It seemed to have been cleaned frequently, as it looked very new.
Shen Yan looked at Fu Hang in puzzlement. "Could this villa be his?" she thought.
"Please enter!" Fu Hang motioned.
"Okay." Shen Yan raised her feet and walked inside.
The corners of Fu Hang's lips curled up slightly when he saw her head straight in. He teased, "You're looking this forward to it?"
As he said this, Fu Hang handed his hand to Shen Yan. "Come."
The living room and basic amenities were on the first floor. The inside was all white.
The bedroom and cloakroom were on the second floor. After taking a brief look, Fu Hang led Shen Yan to the third floor.
