"Miss Liu Shanshan, what a coincidence that you're also here for a meal," the young man said, flashing an elegant smile that carried a gentlemanly charm. Yet, these gestures came to him so naturally, clearly a result of aristocratic upbringing.
What a coincidence, when it was clearly intentional.
Tangyu couldn't help but size up the other party, noting that just his Armani casual suit alone must have cost tens of thousands, possibly even over a hundred thousand. A Vacheron Constantin watch, worth several hundreds of thousands. Fan Sizhe's genuine crocodile leather shoes, each pair at least a five-digit sum. All together, his outfit was worth six figures. Just from his appearance, Tangyu was sure the other party was a rich second generation. Those of rich second generations are quite capricious; today they might chase a beauty without care, tomorrow they could coldly dump you after having their fill.
