The sun shone brightly, and the early autumn air still carried a hint of coolness. It was probably the best weather of the year.
A beautiful sight emerged from the airport entrance.
The girl was very young. She wore large sunglasses that faintly reflected a blue glow, a simple high ponytail, a white shirt, wide-legged jeans, and gray-and-white chunky sneakers. A black bag hung casually from her shoulder.
This place hadn't changed at all. It still looked the way it had when I left.
444 scanned the surroundings, and a proud feeling of returning home in glory suddenly rose within her.
Su Qiao adjusted the large glasses on the bridge of her nose and walked nonchalantly toward the roadside. "How long has it been? Just over two years. How much could it have changed?"
But if they were talking about change, there had been some.
At the very least, construction had gotten underway in the suburbs of East City.
It should have something to do with the new high-speed railway station built here.
Once there were more houses, parks, shopping malls, supermarkets, schools, markets, and the like had all followed, and the surrounding population had grown larger and larger.
Where are you planning to live?
What 444 was actually asking was which house she wanted to live in.
When construction in the East City suburbs began a year and a half ago, they had started buying houses there. And they hadn't bought them one at a time—they had bought entire floors.
First, they had money in hand at the time. Second, they had realized that housing restrictions would soon be imposed, so they had simply bought as many as possible before that happened.
Later, her professional agent, He Jianhui, noticed that she was interested in developing in this area. Through