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The restaurant was luxuriously and elegantly decorated. Not far from it, on an open-air platform, a man in a tailcoat sat in front of a white piano. With the flutter of his fingers, the tranquil and gentle melody of the piano flowed out, hanging in mid-air, adding a touch of romantic charm to this ordinary night together with the night color.
This restaurant was designed specifically for couples dating. Individual booths surrounded by green plants provided excellent privacy. Even the restroom had a dedicated passage to maintain privacy. Each booth was adjacent to a floor-to-ceiling window. Outside the window, from the ninetieth floor, the entire night view of Jiangzhou could be seen.
Thousands of lights, flickering neon. Not far away, Qujiang, like a slumbering, coiled dragon, could be seen in the darkness.
The view was breathtakingly beautiful.
The waiter led Ming Jing to the booth, then left.
