This time, the girl wasn't wearing a formal suit but something more casual instead.
She had on a loose-fitting white sweater, a long pleated skirt underneath, and a pair of little leather shoes.
When she sat down there, Qing Chen could see her slender legs wrapped in white socks.
It seemed that she had changed into attire she was more accustomed to.
Jindai Kongyin no longer seemed restless, but was quietly observing Qing Chen with her large eyes, which looked as if they could speak, seriously taking in the youth's appearance.
Qing Chen sat down across from her, the two separated by an iron table.
The gray metallic walls surrounded them, bleak LED strip lighting above, but for some reason, the originally somewhat gloomy environment seemed somewhat refreshed by Jindai Kongyin's presence.
Actually, the girl wasn't particularly beautiful, but after looking at her for a while, you would feel extremely comfortable, as if basking in the sunlight.