Unlike the deep night in Country S, at this moment in Country F, the sunset has just dipped below the western hills.
Meng Shu leaned against the entrance of the hotel suite, lightly swaying the ice-cold glass in his hand. The small amount of amber liquid at the bottom refracted under the downlight, creating shimmering ripples.
While drinking, his gaze remained fixed on the graceful figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Of course, he didn't miss her despondent demeanor.
After a long while, he finally spoke, "Since you've already registered your marriage, staying overnight is out of the question."
These words did not elicit any response.
