บท 72: The Real World 3

Wen Nannan rode in Yan Jinyan's car all the way to the outskirts of the city.

After numerous twists and turns, they reached the mountainside where the vehicle stopped in front of a discreet yet enormous iron gate.

So the rumors were true, rich people really did like to build their residences on mountainsides.

Towering trees surrounded the area. A luxurious manor nestled among the ancient trees.

The location was remote, the atmosphere tranquil. And the mosquitoes were surely abundant.

Wen Nannan scratched her arm; in the mere half-minute she'd been standing there, mosquitoes had already left two itchy bumps on her skin.

"Mr. Lu prefers tranquility. Please follow me," Yan Jin said, making a gesture of invitation.

Wen Nannan trailed behind him, walking for over twenty minutes before finally encountering Big Shot Lu.

"Sir."

Yan Jinyan called out softly.

"Mm."

Lu Huai nodded slightly.