What a Delightful Coincidence

Soon, Shen Zeming arrived in his sleek, obsidian-black McLaren Senna, the low hum of its engine turning heads as it pulled up in front of the Crimson Lotus Restaurant—the very same place where he and An Rong had once shared a significant conversation.

‘Let’s see how she reacts,’ he thought inwardly as he stepped out of the car and entered the restaurant. Immediately, he was greeted by the familiar sight of luxurious décor, with guests seated amidst an opulent atmosphere while soft classical music floated gently in the background.

However, there was one thing he had overlooked.

“Oh, it’s you… Hello, handsome Brother!” A woman in a cheongsam greeted him with a blossoming smile. She was none other than the manager of the Golden Lotus Bloom, whom he had encountered before.