On the other side, Sotheby's East Road.
Guan Yan's red sports car stopped outside a vegetarian restaurant.
"Where's the Ping Lan private room? Take me there."
One of the two waiters at the door stepped forward and bowed politely. "Are you a guest under the reservation for the Ping Lan room? Mr. Nike is already waiting for you inside."
"Lead the way."
Guan Yan tossed the car keys to the waiter before striding in.
***
This vegetarian private restaurant was called Ting Tang, and it was very famous. Guan Yan was not a vegetarian, but had heard of this restaurant a few times.
Today was her first time here.
The decorations were elegant and focused on the collision of bright colors and quietness, with a romantic French style.
Guan Yan had always rejected such artistic things. After a few glances, she followed the waiter to the second floor.
