Mr. Lu wasn't particularly familiar with Shanghai.
Each time he came to Shanghai, it was either for business trips exploring Jiangsu and Zhejiang's beauties or catching connecting flights abroad.
He came and went in such a hurry that aside from fleeting pleasures, he had no patience to properly tour the city.
As a result, his impression of Shanghai wasn't different from most people's.
Elegant, artsy, romantic.
Shady sycamores, influencers flooding the Ten Miles of Foreign Land, the dazzling opulence of the Bund, and postcard-worthy scenes captured anywhere with a raised camera, perfect for blowing up social feeds.
Throwing on yesterday's outfit as a simple base layer, Zhou Sinin pulled the man downstairs to the mall and bought him a whole new look from head to toe.
The camisole from yesterday, which she had layered under her clothes, now showed obvious creases.
