The Western Pastry Restaurant is the premier Western restaurant in the upper city, located on the top floor of a building on the pedestrian street.
Sitting in a luxurious box by the window, eating delicious food and watching the night outside is a favorite pastime of many wealthy people.
However, today, when many men wanted to bring their lovers to eat in the luxury private rooms here, they were told that all the luxury private rooms here have been booked.[
Many people were disappointed and surprised:
Who on earth has the financial resources and courage to secure such a big venue?
In the luxurious box separated by the wall, the red carpet on the floor was paved with rose petals. The entire hall was dark except for a VIP crystal room where two rows of candles were lit.
Ling Mufeng is sitting in this crystal room.
It is said to be the Crystal Room because it is a "protruding" corner of the Western-style pastry restaurant, which is suspended in the air.
It is made of high-strength glass from top to bottom, but you can see the outside scenery clearly from inside the house, but from the outside, you can't see anything inside.
Just imagine, in such a romantic place, with candles, red wine, champagne, and lots of bright red roses, it would be easy to seduce a woman's heart, right?
Ling Mufeng thought so too. At this moment, he had also dressed up, wearing a straight suit and his hair was combed and shiny.
He was waiting, he knew Ye Zhiqiu would definitely come.
Now that he's here, with his charm and financial resources, what other woman can't he get?
Six fifty-nine.
He looked at his watch and crossed his legs.
Lian Junzhi next to him was a little anxious: "Master, that Miss Su..."