Back at the hotel, Shen Mingzhu first called home to make sure that both children were safely at home before she was able to relax.
After chatting with the kids, she spoke a few words about work with Pei Wenping.
Once the call ended, Shen Mingzhu drew back the curtains, looked out the window at the dimly lit cityscape, and felt a faint sense of melancholy.
There were no slenderness of the Canton Tower, no Sun Yat-sen University, this world was different from the one she was originally from.
...
On the second floor of the bar, Zhou Shuhuan and a group of friends were seated in the largest private area, evaluating a line of hostesses there to drink with customers.
"Yang, you pick first, which one do you like?"
Zhou Shuhuan turned his head and yelled into Pei Yang's ear.
