Noon, Jinling City, Jinling Tea House.
Jinling Tea House was the most leisurely gathering place in Jinling City. Having tea here cost an astronomical sum; a single cup could swallow everything an ordinary person earned in a lifetime.
Just then, a Porsche sped up in a graceful arc.
Two figures then stepped out of the car, one after the other.
"Good lord, that wound on her chest is so deep. And she still hasn't come to me for stitches? She must have a death wish."
"Tsk, tsk, those hands are so pale. Does she have leukemia? I really want to go over and check her pulse."
"Holy crap, those legs are ridiculously slender. If I used my mouth... wait, why the fuck is that a guy? Fucking hell, why the fuck is a man wearing stockings?"
The moment he got out, Jun Wangchen's gaze landed on the young women passing by. He muttered away to himself, looking decidedly sleazy.
"Jun, what do you think of Jinling Tea House?"
"Big!"
"Anything besides big?"
"Round!"
"What else?"
"White!"
"Uh... Jinling Tea House is dark brown on the outside." Zi Hanyan blinked, completely baffled.
Jun Wangchen froze. Realizing his mistake, he flushed with embarrassment. His eyes darted around as he hurried to cover for himself. "Zi, I meant the couplet plaques beside the entrance. They're pretty big, somewhat rounded in shape, and their borders are very white."
Zi Hanyan paused and looked at the couplet plaques on either side of the entrance. They did indeed match his description.
"Jun, the contract negotiations are in tea room number one on the first floor. Park the car first, then come over. Make sure you don't go to the wrong room!"
Jun Wangchen put on an aggrieved expression. "Classmate Zi, are you abandoning me?"
"No,