Night lay dark as ink. The streetlights of New York shimmered dimly through the fog, like distant stars fallen to earth. Jiang Yunqi slowly awoke from a long dream and rubbed her eyes as the scene before her gradually came into focus. She was in the penthouse suite of a five-star luxury hotel. Fine furniture filled the room, and priceless works of art hung on the walls, yet all this lavish decor left her with an inexplicable sense of oppression.
