With Demo Did causing such a ruckus, Fang Chenyi's sleepiness was completely gone.
He wasn't the only one; Bai Menghan, lying beside him, also groggily opened her eyes.
"Chenyi, what time is it?"
...
By the time they finished breakfast and left the hotel, it was already around ten in the morning.
They didn't call a taxi, simply strolling along the road.
In stark contrast to the deserted quiet of the previous night, the streets were now bustling with traffic and life.
"Chenyi, look over there! There's a huge crowd. Come on, let's go check it out."
Even with a great beauty by his side, Fang Chenyi was still reluctant when it came to things like window shopping.
Bai Menghan pulled him along at a trot to the edge of the crowd, where he saw it was an art gallery hosting a live painting event.
In the center, a dozen or so people were engrossed in their painting.
At the sight of this, Fang Chenyi was instantly bored, but Bai Menghan was completely captivated.
