The air floated with a faint scent of sandalwood, calming the mind.
Two people sat in the private room.
One was Shen You'an, the other...
Was a foreign woman around thirty years old, with a prominent nose, deep set eyes, blue pupils, a head of radiant golden curls, fiery red lips, charming and dazzling, just sitting quietly with a powerful presence that was impossible to ignore.
The woman raised her eyes to look at him, showing a bit of appreciation without causing any offense.
Shen You'an invited him to sit down and naturally introduced the woman, "My friend, Rong Xianning."
The woman waved with a smile, "Hello, handsome young man."
Her Mandarin was a bit awkward but she managed to speak it fluently without affecting communication.
Rong Xianning nodded politely, "Hello."
Neither humble nor arrogant, not showing fear, this was quite good.
Shen You'an served him some beef, "Let's eat first, and talk after."
