The black Rolls-Royce quickly stopped next to a high-end club.
After getting out of the car, Li Hanjiang, with perfect gentlemanly grace, opened the car door for Zhao Yiling and, bowing slightly, made a 'please' gesture. Zhao Yiling placed her hand on Li Hanjiang's, lifted her dress with one hand, and, like a proud princess, extended one sleek, long leg, with her dazzling Crystal Shoes touching the ground first.
Shang Tian Club was located in the bustling district of Capital City, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold.
As such, quite a few people were gathered around, some drawn by its fame, others were star-chasers lurking at the club's entrance.
Upon seeing the luxury car and the beautiful woman, they all looked over in unison.
Proud, beautiful.
That was probably everyone's first impression of Zhao Yiling.
Zhao Yiling glanced disdainfully at the crowd looking up at her, her lips curling into a dignified smile.