The car gradually came to a halt. An Zhizhen picked up her phone, composed a text message, sent it, and then casually set it aside. Cen Dongsheng noticed this detail.
"So before coming here, you didn't notify them?"
"There was no need. Besides, if I had told them, you probably wouldn't get to see my parents."
The woman answered with a smile.
"They reject me as their daughter from the bottom of their hearts."
"..."
...
An Zhizhen took out a key card.
After unlocking the smart lock on the front gate, the white exterior walls and marble-columned porch of the house could be seen not far ahead. The roof featured a deep gray slope design adorned with a few skylights; sunlight poured through the glass, scattering golden shards across the hardwood floor inside.
