The Best Life

Winter gave way to spring. Although the air still carried a hint of chill, the trees lining Jinshan Street North 2nd Road had already sprouted tender buds, slowly bringing fresh green to spring beneath the sunlight.

By then, the redevelopment project at the boundary between the old and New City Area, centered around Hongrong Garden, had been completed. The entire area had taken on a completely new look.

The new People's Hospital, Central Park, and Joy World, an important addition to the New City Area, had all coincidentally been built to the southeast, east, and west of Hongrong Garden.

Thus, Hongrong Garden, a relocated residential complex with cramped buildings in a remote location, had leaped from the outskirts of the city to the center of the new city, and housing prices had risen accordingly.

However, anyone with a discerning eye knew that the reason the hospital, park, and shopping center had favored Jinshan Street so heavily was not simply because it happened to run through the boundary between the old and new urban areas.

The real reason was that a stubborn Little Rich Woman loved the unremarkable residential complex on this street more than anywhere else.

After all, this was the first place that had made her feel a sense of belonging. It was on that snowy New Year's Eve, on the night she had been brought home for New Year's Eve Dinner.

From that night onward, the home in Little Rich Woman's mouth had become this place.

There was a home in Jizhou, and an older brother at home who doted on her. Back then, even Little Rich Woman's dreams had been unbelievably sweet.

One morning in March, faint dawn light spilled constantly across these thoroughly renewed streets. Together with the newly sprouted buds, it revealed a scene brimming