Chapter 384: The Night in Xiangjiang

Xiangjiang's night carries a gentle sea breeze.

Unlike downslope, the mountain top mansions really have a comfortable air, a glance would make all other tall buildings seem trivial.

No doubt, those who live here are the elites of Xiangjiang.

Shen Youwei also came, donned in a white down jacket, hopping up and down to keep warm.

Wrapping herself up tightly.

In January, the mountaintop is even colder than the countryside.

Mansions so big, they could house a hundred people, with several top-class cars parked outside that haven't been driven for over a year.

It has been so long since I've been here that I nearly forgot how sweet the air can be.

Shen Youwei tiptoed to take a few more breaths.

Chen Pingsheng asked what she was doing, she said she was earnestly making money.

Wasn't there a report stating it?

A breath of air on the mountaintop costs five bucks, tonight she surely would gulp down ten thousands worth.

The extra stored in her belly for times when she runs short.