As Li Hong walked out of the mall, she remained calm and confident.
She estimated that it wouldn't be long before the shops she had entered would be thoroughly searched. Truly sorry for those high-end boutiques (^v^)
Lost in thought, Li Hong slipped into a food court.
This place didn't match her spending habits but she would come here occasionally because of its high foot traffic, complex routes, and numerous hidden exits.
The saying goes, "One minute on stage, ten years of practice offstage," and Li Hong's confidence didn't come freely.
She leisurely passed a stall selling braised dishes, then three lemon chicken rice stalls, turned into a dimly lit corridor where the signs on both sides offered hamburgers, barbecue, rice bowls, and stir fry, all targeting takeout.
Following a few delivery personnel, Li Hong slipped into a shop, walked straight through, and reached another stall inside the food court. Only then did she quickly pull out her phone and glance through it.
