On a street corner in Sunnydale, people gathered around tables outside a barbecue restaurant.
The street was brightly lit by street lamps, and the atmosphere was full of life.
The group gathered at the tables was engaged in a heated discussion.
"Hey, has Yueyue really got a boyfriend now?"
"She's Carter Harrison's daughter. It's normal for her to have a boyfriend."
"I've heard Carter Harrison is really rich. I envy Grace; her dreams have come true."
Everyone had something to say about Grace Harrison.
"Just because she has a boyfriend, you're all talking as if we didn't have one," a dissatisfied voice suddenly interjected.
The speaker was a girl with long, curly hair, wearing a form-fitting tracksuit that left little to the imagination.
She wore a look of disdain, shouldering the rarest bag from Brand C, arms crossed and a face full of smug superiority.
