Chen Fusi booked a restaurant that Zhou Yun had never been to before, but she had heard of it. It was very famous and also quite expensive—somewhere Zhou Yun would definitely not come to spend money on her own.
The restaurant was on an upper floor, by the window.
Outside the window, the night sky was like black velvet, the stars glittering like embedded diamonds.
Looking down, the lights were just coming on, a rainbow of brilliance, a magnificent earthly galaxy flowing interwoven below.
The women who appeared in this restaurant were generally either exquisitely beautiful or luxuriously elegant.
Zhou Yun was among the former.
Chen Fusi's gaze lingered slightly on Zhou Yun's lipstick-coated lips, then he looked back at her and smiled.
"Did I hear that you were shooting on set not too long ago?"
"Yes."
Zhou Yun said, "We just wrapped up yesterday and I left the set."
"What a coincidence?" Chen Fusi looked at Zhou Yun in surprise and said, "It seems I am quite lucky."
