Behind the hotel, the Garden was adorned with many strange rocks.
Under the illumination of the lights, the various shapes took on a certain artistic ambiance.
In the middle of the pebble-paved path stood a stone platform.
Square in shape, with a chessboard carved into the center, it was flanked by four stone stools below.
Lin Yifan was seated on one of the stone stools, listening to the sound of running water under the small bridge.
It was deep night and there was no one else around.
"If I were you, I wouldn't let Miss Shen sit alone in an empty room. Isn't it said that you should care not for eternity but for the moments you once had?"
Hei Hu approached from afar and sat opposite Lin Yifan.
"You really think you have that capability?"
Lin Yifan tossed the other a cigarette and held one between his own lips.
The two talked as if they were friends.
"Things aren't that simple. A step back will broaden the horizon; the waters of the Shen Family are not easy to wade through."
