She was wearing a red dress with a large hem that did not go past her knees.
Then, she picked up a black windbreaker and put it on the outside. It just covered the skirt. From the surface, no one knew what she was wearing inside.
She looked at herself in the mirror, changed into a pair of red high heels, grabbed her sunglasses, hat, and handbag, and left the hotel again.
She walked out of the door, turned around, and decided to say goodbye to the city tonight.
She hailed a taxi, and the driver looked at her in amazement from the rearview mirror.
"Go to China Street." She put on her sunglasses.
"Yes, my lady."
Yu qinghuan looked at him and smiled.
The man suddenly seemed to have received some kind of encouragement. He was so excited that he couldn't support it, and he drove the car quickly.
When they arrived at China Street, Yu qinghuan paid the fare and got off.
