"Did something happen or not? He should at least investigate first!"
Summer Sutton was somewhat displeased with Adrian Walyon's behavior this time, intentionally sulking, and didn't speak to him in the car.
Instead of taking her straight home, Adrian first took her out for dinner.
The chosen restaurant was the one they had visited before, the one on the 108th floor.
It was snowing today, and as soon as they reached the top floor, Summer Sutton was amazed.
The top-floor restaurant was entirely silver-white, with decorated trees, flowers, grass, carpets, all covered in snow.
The restaurant was lit with warm orange lamps, a faint yellow glow like a warm current flowing through this silver-white world, adding warmth to the cold surroundings.
Seeing this snowy scene from the 108th floor was more breathtaking than on the ground.
The whole restaurant resembled an ice and snow world from a fairy tale, full of wonder.
