Four years have passed.
Huanyu Tower, the vast rooftop garden office.
A woman dressed in a white shirt, black tight skirt, and a pair of white high heels, was respectfully speaking to another woman sitting in a luxurious office chair, appearing languid.
The woman had long hair, dyed ash blonde, cascading in waves over her shoulders.
At this moment, her eyes were closed, her fair face lightly made up, and her pink lips gently pursed together.
