The car came to a stop at a jetty along the river. Yan Wen's hair and skirt danced in the wind, while her cheeks turned rosy. Jiang Sui-an placed his suit jacket on her shoulders and put his arm around her.
"Please board, Mrs. Jiang."
Yan Wen lifted her head to look at him, placing her hand in his outstretched palm.
"I didn't know that the view from a yacht could be so beautiful."
Millions of stars lit up the night sky like a canvas. Leaning on the railing, Yan Wen soaked it all in.
Jazz music from the yacht's interior filled the air, as Jiang Sui-an stood on her left. "It's not enough."