Yunding Cafe, one of Beijing's most luxurious venues for spending, is a type of semi-restaurant, and those who can reserve a private room are either wealthy or noble.
The brilliant crystal chandelier cast a dreamy and radiant glow around the private room. The standard etiquette waiter led the way in front, pushing open the door to the private room, bowing respectfully to invite the guests inside.
They made an appointment with Qianji Pavilion management at ten o'clock, but to show sincerity, Bai Su and his party arrived ten minutes early.
In the ten minutes of waiting, Jiang Gujun kept flipping through his phone and, after confirming that he hadn't sent the wrong message earlier, scratched his head, "Why haven't they arrived yet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the private room door was pushed open, and the time on the phone was exactly 10:00, neither early nor late.
Jiang Gujun instinctively looked up.
Bai Su raised his elegant eyebrow.
"You... are you S?"
