Chapter 8: Chapter 8 Mr. Sheng is waiting for you on the second floor
The setting sun's afterglow dyed the streets of Jin City a shade of orange-red, as if everything was veiled with a layer of ethereal beauty.
From the rearview mirror, Ye Shu saw Gu Zuocheng desperately chasing after her, her mind in a haze.
Ten years of affection, no matter how heartless, couldn't possibly be without feeling.
Besides, she had once loved with all her heart and soul.
Gu Zuocheng's words, "Let's elope," had ultimately shattered her facade of strength into pieces.
Ye Shu pressed her palm-sized face against the car window, staring straight at Gu Zuocheng fading into a speck and vanishing from sight behind her.
With her arms wrapped around her chest, her petite body curled up, her expression indescribably wounded.
Guan Jiu glanced at Ye Shu and frowned, "Mr. Sheng dislikes people who are indecisive. From here to the Sheng Family, there's still an hour. Miss Ye, you'd better get past your emotional issues within this hour."
Ye Shu's beautiful brows furrowed slightly, as she lowered all the car curtains, "Rest assured, I may not be an actress, but I've been a star's assistant for over half a year. I'm quite familiar with acting."
Ye Shu gathered her long hair, and the sorrow in her eyes faded in an instant, replaced by a touch of elegance, graceful and appropriate.
Guan Jiu was slightly taken aback, then heaved a sigh of relief.
An hour later.
Ye Shu was brought to the Sheng Family's luxurious mansion—Shengjing Garden.
Shengjing Garden, spectacularly known by the Jin City people and reputedly rarely set foot in by outsiders.
Everyone who left there kept their lips sealed about everything inside, making Shengjing Garden a fantasized paradise for the people of Jin City.
Ye Shu, holding her lake-blue pleated skirt, stepped out of the black nanny car.
A path of black and white geometric patterned slate paved the way forward.
At the end of the road stood a black and white toned villa that felt somewhat oppressive—nothing like the magnificence Ye Shu had imagined.
There was only a cold sensation.
Ye Shu couldn't help shivering, glancing at the pure white walls high enough to shield everything inside, feeling as if she stepped into a prison.
Inside the villa, geometric patterns in black and white could be seen everywhere.
The floor, the walls, the banisters of the staircase—everywhere the eye could touch was either black or white.
Despite it being the height of July, Ye Shu felt a chilling cold piercing into her bones.
She unconsciously hugged her arms tightly, rubbing them together.
This was Shengjing Garden, the place everyone in Jin City wished to step into. No wonder those who had been inside kept their mouths shut, afraid to mention it.
In the vast villa, there wasn't a single servant, and inside, you could clearly hear each other's footsteps, even faint echoes.
Ye Shu found it hard to imagine what life would be like for those living here.
"Mr. Sheng is waiting for you on the second floor."
Guan Jiu led Ye Shu to the white spiral staircase and then stopped, not going any further.
This made Ye Shu even more nervous, but she had no way back now.
Ye Shu put her hands down, trying to maintain composure, and stepped up the stairs one at a time.
On the second floor, the door to the main bedroom was half-open.
The man was hunched over, concentrating on reviewing documents.
Without lifting his head at the sound of footsteps, he pointed to a leather bag beside the desk, "There's an addendum to the contract. Take a look; if there's no issue, then sign it."
Ye Shu walked in, looking around the room—black dominated over white. She even suspected that if Sheng Shaochen didn't worry about the room being too dark, he would wish to cover everything in black.
Just like the three brief occasions she had seen him, every time, he was dressed in pure black.