Her eyes were hazy, and a brilliant red surged on her face. Chaotic images of Zhou Wang flooded her mind, making it impossible for her to control herself. Trembling, she extended her hand, touching her waist.
...
The atmosphere of this café was unexpectedly nice.
The privacy of the booth was excellent; pulling the curtain created a different world. The surrounding sofa was both soft and spacious, comfortable enough for someone to lie down without feeling cramped.
But it's normal; this area is full of upscale communities with excellent greenery, there are more than one or two types of estates, and a café in such a place naturally caters to high-end business clientele.
... Earlier, when Zhou Wang passed by the bar, he glanced at the menu—a cup of "Panama Geisha," selling for a ridiculous 388 yuan.
