"Don't think too much; let's go."
Ning Ruixi had originally thought that Gao Han's family, like the body's original owner, belonged to an above-average household. Yet, when she saw the large iron gate and the row of majestic buildings behind it, she realized how enormously she had underestimated the situation.
In her defense, she knew that although young people today championed the freedom of love, typically those who met through matchmaking were well-matched in social status. Ning Ruixi's father was a university professor, and her mother was a housewife. Their family background was not poor but certainly not wealthy. However, the retro-style building in front of her clearly signaled the extraordinary family background of Gao Han.
With these thoughts, Ning Ruixi looked at the man beside her with a sense of astonishment. Just what kind of pie from heaven had hit her this time?