Chen Garden.
If South Sea Entertainment City is a well-known cultural and entertainment hub, then Chen Garden is a private and exclusive top-tier luxury leisure venue.
The vast wisteria blooms dotting Chen Garden shimmered brilliantly under the lights, their colors vibrant, as bright as day.
Inside the fishing room, Li Qiao and Shang Yu took their seats, with a Louis XIII Collector's Edition and an assortment of exquisite fruit platters laid out on the table.
Qiu Huan and Ou Bai had gone to the restroom.
Li Qiao fiddled with her phone, his suit jacket still draped over her shoulders, the uniquely masculine scent whiffing into her nose from time to time, beguilingly seductive in such a night.
"Master Yan, is the old man still at South Sea?"
Shang Yu looked back from the interior area, his Adam's apple rolling as he eyed her, parting his lips, "He's still there, going back to Parma on Saturday."
