Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare

Lin Mubai immediately dialed An Nan’s cellphone upon leaving the ’Champs Elysees’. The first time, no one answered, undeterred, he continued dialing a second call, still no answer. Just as he was about to call again, the special ringtone he set for someone suddenly rang, and he picked up at the fastest speed, his lazy voice reached the other person’s ear: "Where are you?"

The other end of the line was silent for a moment, then a faint voice came through: "I want to be alone for a while."

"Okay, I’ll wait for you."

Even after the beeping sound came from the cellphone, Lin Mubai still held the phone to his ear, but his mood slowly fell into disappointment; she didn’t want to see him, that was the only thought in his heart at the moment.

While Lin Mubai was feeling down here, An Nan, who was close to the top floor of the ’Champs Elysees’, felt the same. Leaving the private box, she suddenly didn’t want to return alone to that empty home, so she once again stepped into the top floor she hadn’t visited for a long time.

Upon hearing his subordinate report that someone had entered the top floor room, Rocky quickly put down his busy work and hurried to the top floor.

Contrary to outsiders’ speculations of lavishness, the top floor of the ’Champs Elysees’ can be described as rustic; the overall decor style adopts the Chinese Ming and Qing era style. The artificial bridges and flowing water, pavilions, and towers, although lacking some natural feel, are still extraordinarily beautiful, entirely distinct from the exquisite European style decor downstairs -- two different worlds, two space concepts. Here, even the sound of a needle dropping can be heard crystal clear.

Usually, few people venture here, apart from the routine cleaning staff, it’s almost as difficult as reaching heaven for others to come up. Not only does it require fingerprint verification, but also the latest technology of iris scanning.