Zixiang Pavilion was not far from the police station. It was one of the most prestigious restaurants in the city. The interior of the restaurant was simple and elegant. Gold carved screens divided the lobby into several areas. Guests who came here felt that they had gone back to ancient times.
The waiter led Shen Yin around the innermost screen, then bowed and left.
This was another benefit of Zixiang Pavilion. The staff here did not pay too much attention to the customers, much less spread gossip about them. That was why Yun Shan had chosen this place.
She looked at the expressionless Shen Yin, who was still sitting opposite her. The corners of her lips curled as she arrogantly put down the cosmetic mirror in her hand and elegantly poured a cup of tea.
