On the day of graduation, I was dragged by my rich father to get the certificate

Gu Wan frowned in his sleep, and his consciousness was pulled out by the piercing sound of an electric drill.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and the sunlight coming through the gap in the curtains was like a sharp knife, slashing straight into her sore eyes.

The noises from the renovations had already arrogantly penetrated the three floors - the clanging and banging sounds were just like someone was hitting her head with a hammer.

"My stage...my trophy...what a pity..."

Gu Wan touched his phone in a daze and complained:

"It's not even ten o'clock yet. Is Si Yehan taking revenge on me?! I can't escape, and I can't leave. Now I can't even have sweet dreams. Damn it!"

She grabbed the down pillow and covered her ears with it.

Wasn’t the sound insulation of the Si family’s villa claimed to be able to withstand artillery shells?

Now, the construction seems to have started, and it seems like the entire west wing is going to be demolished and rebuilt.

The sound of the chainsaw suddenly increased in volume, and a sharp shudder ran up her spine, and her back teeth clenched unconsciously.

"It must be that bastard Si Yehan. He must have thought of this way to retaliate against me because I embarrassed him at the banquet last night..." Her fingertips scratched the pillowcase into hideous wrinkles.

At this moment, the sound of porcelain colliding suddenly mixed with the sound of decoration. She raised half of her body and saw the maid standing in a dilemma at the door with a tray of English breakfast tea.

The maid's apologetic look suddenly deflated the anger in her chest, turning it into a sticky feeling of grievance that stuck in her throat.

This house is always like this, everyone performs their duties perfectly, and even the tormenting movements reveal a righteous order.

She threw herself heavily back onto the bed, and in the air current raised by the silk quilt, a few sequins that had fallen from the ends of her hair floated down - they were stuck on her at last night's dinner party and now sparkled in the sunlight like some kind of ironic confetti.

Originally, Gu Wan wanted to settle accounts with Si Yehan, but she hadn't seen him for several days.

The early morning sunlight poured into the bathroom through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Gu Wan turned off the shower and grabbed a towel to wipe his wet hair.

Drops of water dripped from the ends of her hair onto her collarbone, and then slid along the curve of her skin into the collar of her bathrobe.

“It’s finally quiet.”

She breathed a sigh of relief. After being woken up by the noise of renovations next door for a week, the dark circles under her eyes were almost falling to the corners of her mouth.

Gu Wan put the towel on his shoulders and walked to the window barefoot.

Just then, a black Cullinan slowly drove into the gate of the villa area, emitting a cold luster in the sunlight.

She was very familiar with that car—Si Yehan's car.

At the same time, the renovation noise that had lasted for a week suddenly stopped, as if someone had pressed the mute button.

Gu Wan's fingers unconsciously clenched the towel, and water droplets dripped onto the floor, making a slight sound.

"So this decoration sound is specially prepared for me!"

She said this through gritted teeth, anger burning in her eyes that were still wet with moisture.

Her hair was still dripping with water, and she didn't bother to wipe it dry. She threw the towel in her hand to the ground, tied the belt of her bathrobe casually, and rushed out the door.

Gu Wan stepped barefoot on the slightly cool bluestone slabs, but she didn't feel the slightest bit of coolness. The anger in her chest made her cheeks hot.

Si Yehan had just gotten out of the car and was adjusting the cuffs of his suit with his slender fingers when he heard hurried footsteps.

He looked up and saw Gu Wan walking towards him aggressively. Her bathrobe was slightly open due to her haste, revealing a section of her fair neck. The water droplets on the ends of her hair sparkled in the sun.

"Si Yehan!" Gu Wan stood in front of him, looking up at him angrily, "What do you mean? Just because I embarrassed you at the dinner last time, you are using the renovation noise to retaliate against me?"

Si Yehan raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes sliding from her dripping hair to her bare feet, his eyes darkening.

"What are you talking about?" He said in a low voice with a barely perceptible smile, "You came to me dressed like this so early in the morning. What are you trying to accuse me of?"

"Don't play dumb!" Gu Wan's chest heaved with anger. "For a week in a row, the renovation noise started on time every day. How dare you say it wasn't you who ordered it? The noise stopped as soon as your car arrived. How could it be such a coincidence!"

Si Yehan's gaze lingered on her angry red cheeks for a moment, then he suddenly turned and walked towards the villa.

"Since you are so curious, why not see for yourself what I am 'taking revenge' on you for."

Gu Wan was stunned for a moment, and the stinging sensation from her bare feet stepping on the rough gravel road calmed her down a little.

But the arrow had to be shot, so she followed him.

Si Yehan pushed open the door of the renovated house, and sunlight poured in from the French windows, illuminating the entire space.

Gu Wan's anger froze the moment he saw the scene inside the room clearly -

The waterfall of light from the crystal chandelier instantly engulfed the person's figure.

The Venetian mirrors inlaid on the four walls refract the space into an infinitely extending amber maze. Each mirror frame is entwined with Rococo-style gilded vines. Occasionally, a few real emeralds hang among the vines, trembling slightly like solidified butterfly wings in the sun.

The Brazilian rosewood floor is polished to a silky sheen, reflecting the hand-painted fresco of Apollo and the Muse on the ceiling.

The Steinway piano in the corner was made entirely of white agate, and its stool was covered with bird-of-paradise fur, which poachers call "blood feathers" - feathers that glow like coral in the dark.

There is a handrail several meters long in front of the mirror wall. The brass surface is etched with the music score pattern of "Giselle". When you touch it, you will find that each note is a tiny diamond hole.

The originally ordinary room was transformed into an extremely luxurious dance studio.

"This is..."

"Even if you forget me, you can't forget your own dream." Si Yehan stood beside her and said calmly, "This place is just unused and the lighting meets the requirements."

Gu Wan opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

She indeed never forgot her dream. After the dinner last week, she dreamed that she was standing on the stage in the spotlight, preparing to receive the award.

But she didn't expect that he would renovate a dance studio just for her.

"The noise is because we need to finish the work before your birthday." Si Yehan continued, his eyes falling on the ends of her hair that were still dripping with water. "This morning is the final finishing touch."

Gu Wan felt a wave of shame rising in her heart. She looked down at her bare feet which were covered with grass clippings, and her bathrobe which was also covered with dust from running on the gravel road.

The way she acted like she was accusing someone just now seemed so ridiculous now.

"I...I thought..." She trailed off.

Si Yehan suddenly raised his hand and gently wiped the wet water on her cheek with his thumb. "Do you think I'm taking revenge on you?" His fingertips were warm, in stark contrast to Gu Wan's slightly cool skin. "Am I so childish in your eyes?"

Gu Wan looked up and met his deep gaze.

The sun shone through the window onto the floor between them, creating a golden patch of light.

She suddenly noticed that there was a slight blue tint under Si Yehan's eyes, and it was obvious that he hadn't rested well during this period.

"Thank you!" she finally whispered.

Si Yehan withdrew his hand, and raised the corners of his lips slightly:

"Why don't you dance for me as an apology?"

Gu Wan looked at him in surprise:

“Right now?”

"Is there any problem?" Si Yehan looked at her blushing face and teased her deliberately.