At midday, the street started to bustle again.
A bustling crowd streamed out of the high-rise buildings, deliverymen hurried along, showing traces of fatigue yet full of energy.
Sunlight spilled onto the streets, where people gathered in twos or threes discussing work and grumbling about their bosses, or walked briskly to their destinations alone.
At the entrance of a Western restaurant, a neatly dressed middle-aged woman warmly held An Tong's hand, saying, "Xiaotong, the person I'm introducing this time is definitely reliable, a genuine local. You're dressed so beautifully today, it's just perfect."
An Tong indeed took effort to dress up today, wearing an Angola red shirt paired with a brown leather skirt, along with brown knee-high boots, appearing exceptionally fashionable and radiant.
Her naturally very fair skin was further highlighted by this outfit, making her appear like a wealthy young lady out for leisure and fun.
