Dongfang Lijing was considered a high-end residential complex in Zhonghai.
It was zoned for a prestigious school, but with prices at several hundred thousand per square meter, it was the kind of place that made ordinary people shrink back in dismay.
After waiting for a few minutes, he saw Fang Jie walk out of the complex, carrying her bag.
She wore a white dress with a pink rose print, her long hair draped over her shoulders. With a faint smile, she exuded a mature charm.
"Have you been waiting long?"
"I just got here myself."
Afterward, Fang Jie gave directions, and the two arrived at a restaurant with a very serene atmosphere. A single glance at the surroundings was enough to tell that it was expensive.
They walked up the wooden steps in front of the restaurant and, upon entering, found it to be very authentic.
The staff was impeccable. The men were in sharp suits, while the women wore high-slit cheongsams. Both their looks and figures were on point.
