Under the tree at the entrance of the clubhouse, Chen Yun leaned against the tree and looked at the parking lot not far away.
In the parking lot, a beautiful figure was standing beside a Mercedes-Benz. She was wearing a pure white dress and light blue high heels. Her figure was slender, her long hair reached her waist, her eyes were bright, and her lips were like peaches and plums. Her skin was like ice and jade. She was so beautiful that she did not belong to the mortal world.
Although he had not seen her for a few years, that face, those eyes, that…
Just like before, even in the crowd, Chen Yun could recognize her at a glance.
At this moment, Lin Wan'er was standing beside the Mercedes-Benz. Beside her, a Maserati slowly stopped. Then, a woman in her thirties got out of the car. Lin Wan'er welcomed her. The two of them chatted as they walked towards Zhengjiang Pavilion.