The nights in the Reminisland had been very lonely for the past four years.
Yao Xiaoning changed into a pink nightgown and looked at herself in the mirror.
She had a curvaceous figure and fair skin. No man would be able to hold on to her.
But she was not moved by someone's warm and soft body.
Yao Xiaoning sighed sadly. When she saw the surrounding environment, she smiled again.
In the past few years, she had changed the decoration of this room little by little. Now it was completely different from her original style. It belonged to her own space. She had completely erased the traces of the original owner's life in this room.
She smiled confidently at herself in the mirror and then went downstairs.
Henderson was in the living room. He looked at the documents in his ha
